Oomm-lette
in the meditation of words
the joy of cooking
as even a clumsy cook knows
you have to breaks eggs
those magic vessels so compleat in their shells
words contained whole
that beg to be broken
those syllables to make sounds for the mind
and become food for the soul
music when baked or steamed
or grilled in a broiler
not to be touched awaiting the moment
as the mad man waits for words
the anticipation of flavours
A. Mendoza, October 2019
