GOOD COOK

Peeling off the layers

To get down to

My true strength,

The tears I hold within and

The smell I hide,

I am an onion of sorts

Looking for a creator

To pick me up

From the bland, vanilla world

Of acceptable commodities;

Strip me of

My pacifying coverings,

My patina; and blend

My strong, pungent

Emotion-hiding layers

For a creation with taste.

Me?

I would take forever

To reveal myself

Without you.

2014.04.20.2200 ©

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