Thursday, July 2, 2009

I'm Feeling Hot Hot Hot

A small slice of potato begins a journey,
Down mechanical conveyors and through metal chutes,
The sounds of clunking metal like music from lutes.

A boiling vat of oil, simmering in the distance,
Metaphysically transforming life into soul,
Spicy little chips that fill a bowl.

A soft tortilla hugs an Asian inspired pattie,
Peach and cheese are the bishops in this game of chess,
Eating today is an amazing success.

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