Dinner's Perspective . . . Entry for July 9, 2006

Dinner's Perspective

Shiny green skin
Like an oiled Martian bodybuilder's,
A silenced bell whose ringing is heard
Only by the tongue
Another victual victim
Awaiting execution
By the surgeon's knife
Freshly slaughtered tomatoes bleed
Perishing in a pool
Of their own seedy ooze
While legumes flounder,
Unsuspecting of their physician's
Culinary motives
And are allowed to drown beside them
The gilded lily looks on with panic
Knowing it's name is next on the list
Bagged in an escape proof net
It eliminates extraneous skin
Readying chemical defenses
In case of sneak attack
The mournful Doctor weeps silently
As scalpel pierces layered flesh
Its' dying breath
Lingers on the fingers
While its' body parts
Are sacrificed to the stew

I wrote this 10 yrs ago for my creative writing class.
the pic is I'm For You by Al Buell, 1958