Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Rob Schackne #861 - Inedible Food (redux)

Inedible Food

                                     "But if it's not asking too much..."
                                         Percy Mayfield


Just because of the screw in your mouth
shards of globe in the mutton potatoes
the waiter-hair-in-my-soup, who cares
if this food is increasingly inedible
or if love skirts the eatery like a rat
Lord, but if it's not asking too much
how about gathering from memory
all the inedible foods of this fool's life
and send me someone to love again
with tendons and gristle, fragments
of pieces to be carefully reassembled
and of all that you can never keep
place her on my right side, impressed
when I lay the frog bones in a row

6 comments:

  1. 'Reflux', surely ... (nice meaty poem Rob)

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    1. Cheers, Tug. Plenty of reflux. Lord. It was Shanghai 2011. I hardly knew if I was asking too much.

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  2. Brilliant Rob. How many Michelin stars?

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    1. Ha. Not sure how low the stars can go, Clark. Most of these low-end joints were very horrible; I frequented them because they were between my work and my apartment. Seasonal crabs were OK. Seasonal frog or turtle or snake or jellyfish were not. My dates were always thrilled however. It was also very common for any good (favourite) restaurant to disappear overnight, to be replaced just as suddenly by a nail salon or a real estate agency. (I suppose I will someday write a book about food poisoning in China, but the thought still makes me queasy.)

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  3. Wonderful Rob We've all eaten at that table, and stayed for more!

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  4. Yes. The food was terrible. And such small portions! ;)

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