Thoughts while cooking



14/11/2016 Sometimes certain actions are very conducive to introspection

The knife sticks in the wood.

It vibrates and shakes,

an almost musical tone

to the thud.

A handle of bone

and a blade well-familiar

with the taste of blood,

deep grey in hue,

many are its stories.


The knife sticks in the wood.

It did not bite my finger,

-not this time-

yet I am definitely not unscathed

for handling it.

I am not the man who picked it up,

no longer do I have quite the same


in my eyes.


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