Kitchen Nectar
KITCHEN NECTAR
How sweet the walls must taste
when cuisines and anvils fuse about the place
and spices unite from every orient
How beautiful the arc must be
between the vulcan chefs
when spoons and hammers vulcanize
above the temple floor
How enhancing is a sight
when once invention comes
and swinging doors emit a sound
like some nebulous light
Could cohesion cause a glow?
Revelry and invention could you know
Or is it spoons arcing in the air
to weld a plate below
Copyright © Burt Heacock | Year Posted 2015
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