If you like the
favor curry
brings to the table,
I have just the recipe for you.
don gloves—kid gloves—
since you’ll want to keep
the too-generic additions
to a minimum
–kneading clean gladhands to
pat backs in the mix
and
ingratiate plenty of shreds
of processed modesty
–artificial or imitation is fine
in any fishbowl
adding cut ups
of butter
–unmelted by mouth
and whipped with
titters simpered in thyme,
along with a dash
of humility
(for color, mostly, so go easy)
before
deglazing with boatloads
–bucketloads in a pinch
of…
ah…
cumen,
–diluted and reduced!
and
exactly
1 c. love.
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