Bon Appétit

Bon Appétit

A Poem by Victoria W.

A restaurant in Maine has a magnetic strip that is mounted to the wall in front of bar-style seating. There are magnets scrambled all over the strip that have words printed on them. I created this.

Desire does not taste sweet.
It is repulsive and bitter.
Like robust soup,
Hot and frantic.
Devour down that boiling, onion endive.

© 2017 Victoria W.

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Victoria W.
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I love the edible word play! Ive been waiting for your return! How are you?

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Victoria W.

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Thank-you! x

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Added on February 19, 2017
Last Updated on February 19, 2017
Tags: food, soup, life, love, french, words, poem