Allium-Stimuli #2
I told you for the 1000th time,
I am innocently chopping salad.
No, not on your face!
On this serviceable board which your face happens to be on:
It’s a coincidence, that’s all.
Cannibalism/Veganism whatever..
Suicidal cuisine.
Allium, spicy flowers of babies’ breath.
Taking new chances:
On love.
On birth.
On death.
Why crying?
I just happen to love onion.
And you too sometimes.
Especially when you make me cry.
Like right now.
Onion, garlic, and…