pumpernickel should not be
reduced to terms so slick
and pop
as "dark pump,"
please. This peasant bread
has dignity. We should not have
to drop our gaze, picture it
poised strut and lurch, atop
the cutest black gloss high,
high heels embossed
with small rye flowers.
A tiny touch, a nod
at authenticity
we shouldn't have
- a total loss.
To picture some obscure niche porn
devoted to
those furtive couplings
pitch black dark
thrusting,
pumping
in your food
you'd rather it be bits
less rude
Now wouldn't you? I guess
it's just a pettish
peeve of mine
found scuttling unwholesomely
from crumbs. Some bread-bug
- is it yours?
It isn't mine, but
yes. It is, I guess.
I'll take it
as it comes. But it
just rubs me wrong way round.
You know? It's needless!
Condescending,
dumb.
Let this bread keep
its dignity.
It's pumpernickel!
Not some tart, some
scone (no slur), some
overearnest, faux home
-made pretentious basque
foccacia, some freaking
classy-ass brioche,
some stone
-ground artisan
dusted-crust
fuckmuffin, fuck
fuck's sake
it's pumpernickel.
Not "pump" - and fuck
"light" pumpernickel anyway!
Just some dipshit's idea
to tart rye bread up
"haute," or some shit.
Put it in the fucking toaster
or something already. Hot
and dark, pumping away in
heels
fucking
slut bread
look
I'm sorry
I'm not a bread shamer, I just
it's pumpernickel. Okay?
Not "dark pump."
Sounds unwholesome
or distasteful
or something.
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