Poetry, Prose & Free Verse By Paul Warren About The Human Condition
“let’s cook this thing from frozen”
she told me
“it can only be cooked from chilled”
I’m daring,
I don’t stick to the rules,
she said
“you’ve got to let if thaw”
what for?
I can’t be doing with
all this red tape
for a circular object
I toss on my plate
eat
and shit out
the other end
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