tofu ribeye

i try to mold some tofu
into the shape

of a rib eye steak. i throw some
onions into
the pan, mushrooms.

a smidgen of olive oil.

but it's not working.
where's the grease, the splatter,

the scent of charred meat
that I've been
eating since two.

steak was at the top of the food
pyramid when i was in
school

right below that was butter
and milk.

white bread,
ice cream and cake.

now a soy bean is king.
sitting
in its slender green jacket,
smirking at us all
as we try to make do.