16 April 2016

Poem-A-Day #47 : Making Salisbury Steak

Making Salisbury Steak

Meat hitting marble
                    ))((((                    ...

          How clean is this counter


Don't think about the smallness of bacteria
how they creep like the waves of sound

                    The boards p o p
         and black
like in water                    like full of mold

Do not think about mold


                     How the small hairs reach
and catch at your lungs

                                        The rasp
                                   of knife on metal
           / /
                    the knife on     \ \

Don't think about the time the knife was
at your throat


     The small presses of the serrations
                              the pin pricks rising     ...

                    Bake at 350
          until golden          until pink

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