Classical guitar at dinner time,
it seems there should be a fire ‑
a bit of fog,
but it has been near ninety.
I’m on the brink of
overcooking the mung beans,
talking back to the recipe,
which calls for a ridiculous
quantity of ghee.

I have a cat named Evander
with a nip in his ear.
He crosses the kitchen
to his dish,
and back again to sit at my feet.
He’d like me to do a bit more.
Everyone would.


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