I’ve lost all traces of civilized life
All of my decorum
I plunge a knife into Skippy, I lick it until it shines
I eat standing up,
I don’t bother with bread
Or worry about contamination.
I am alone,
Defiant
Primitive.
I shock myself
Eating olives straight from the jar,
Not even a plate!
No one observes
How I grab meat with my fingers like a cave-girl
With no other cave-dwellers
To tame me.
— Carla Sarett, San Francisco, April 2020
1 comment:
I do the same with a spoon and honey. So on target, love art.
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