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A Candied Recipe For Disaster

Noted Nest

Updated: Oct 5, 2024

By Sakshi Bhatia



1.

SHE

In my Candy land,

Creating “A disaster recipe”

For some interesting theatrics

From the anarchist cookbook

With a little

Chocolate and organic

little candy

And a little magic

Mushroomy & Herbal

A little burnt and tragic

But very verbal.

2.

HIM

Golden Garlic sizzles

As the sun sets

A gar-licker in his

Silver Car, comes home

A little sicker than yesterday,

And gets wet

Under the shower

Needing some power

Hunger was

Kicking his insides

SO

He took a bite of the

ginger bread

On his rickety bed

Mixed with candy

To develop

An understanding

Between us

Eating like pregnant women,

Without fuss

And creating a mess


On the kitchen counter

I promise my love will never


Flounder

Even if I find another one

As pretty as you

3.

HIM

My eyes were twitching

With the onion fumes

And smoke and mirrors

I need the spices

Where are my scissors

The packaging

Is too plastic

And ideology is bombastic

And a recipe

For disaster

This meal would last her

A few hours

Till the higher powers

And solar energy

Heats the pot

And the kettle: black

And we can get back together

Happy as always

Cooking and cucking

Winning and good lucking.


4.

THEM


Weʼve to cut them some slack,

Theyʼve been cooking all day

Trying to create

Some randy dandy candy

To book a cheap flight

To Normandy

To sip wine

Made of grapes artificial

As they grope


Each other

be playful

And melt and fry

Themselves

For this candied

Recipe of love disaster

In which,

Things go faster and faster

Slower and slower

Simmer simmer

Lower lower

The heat

The hate

The endless debate

About the lack of chocolate

In the jungles

Letʼs not bungle

Our personal romances

And give each other plenty of chances

To mess up many meals

And waste a lot of candy

And stroll on a beach

Sandy, rocky,

Sedimentary

Sentimental

So just love food

And donʼt be judgmental

About their recipe

For disaster.


By Sakshi Bhatia



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