Oh coffee cup Symbol of wealth, fragility, Can't get my kicks, can't start my work, Until I've sipped you, slurped you, talked dirty to you Oh wonderful crutch In my palm oh so much Once a day when the dawn is yawning And the desks are filling I'll dodge the queues Trek upstairs to abuse… Continue reading Cafe de los reyes
It's impossible to act like a princess when you're eating ramen. I pull apart these stubborn chopsticks, and watch the wood splinter, like lovers scorned they leap apart and drown in an oil-soaked, soupy bath where mushrooms bob up and down like caramel apples and bamboo shoots cling to beansprouts for dear life. My lips… Continue reading Dirty ramen
Porn for the stomach Orgasm for the soul masala mayhem ensues. A creamy layer of coconut and almonds topples on top of chicken chunks and lips are licked while throats yawn open like snapping crocodiles. In and out feeding frenzy bite and swallow love at first sight. Indian food, will you marry… Continue reading Stop objectifying chicken tikka.
He pushes his hair out of his eyes and grins. I've got Ketchup smeared over my chin. A noodle ran amok and painted a pretty picture on my face. Lunch is the best time of the day, I'm like a lioness ready to pounce. A juicy gazelle smothered in sauce, a side of nachos, dripping… Continue reading Hello, eternal lover.
At the start of every day I say I'm going to be a vegetarian. But then one sweaty Sunday A hotel buffet calls, Rows of striped bacon, fluffy eggs And spongey sausages which flutter Down my gullet... I saunter up for a third helping Delights piled high on the plate, A leaning tower of meaty… Continue reading Hotel buffet blues