Choir Chant of Warning by Jeffrey ParrenThere's always one.
The person
with eagerness.
A deaf ear
to safety
and knowledgeable warning.
The one
who after being notified
about the plate's
sizzling temperature
will reach to grab
said plate from the waiter
who is using four
(or more)
thick folded towels
barely protecting himself
from the inferno
that is baked dishware
resting gingerly
upon forearms
holding upwards
of five
(or more)
pounds
in a balancing act
a magician
could be proud of
and therefore disrupt
the process entirely
until the one
either snaps out
of meat and potato dreams
or the choir chant of warning
bellows from the other diners
and allows the food
to be safely placed
in front,
and invariably
will shift the plate
with a couple fingers
while snapping back
in shuddering pain
muttering to the other patrons
with humility personified:
"Wow! That plate is hot!" 10/10/2008 Posted on 10/10/2008 Copyright © 2024 Jeffrey Parren
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