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Tomato Bagel Splash
Tomato Bagel Splash
“Hey can you feel your taste buds crying
For a tomato pesto bagel?”
“But my palate is fickle. Can’t you top that?”
“We have spinach and artichoke like last time.”
“Since I am at a coffee shop,
cream cheese and veggies sound apropos.”
“Is the tomato too spicy for you?
Surely a Louisiana boy like you can take it hot.”
“Well, the pesto wouldn’t go well with coffee.”
“Are you kidding me?
We wouldn’t serve it here if it didn’t.”
“I come to your coffee shop
for a spiritual experience
like church with classical music.
If I wanted a culinary arson
I’d marry a Cajun Boo
with a spice rack from Mamou.”
“Do you think I was offering you a spicy treat
as an aperitif for something other than coffee?”
“Maybe peppermint tea.”
“I can handle tea.”
“Hey can you feel your taste buds crying
For a tomato pesto bagel?”
“But my palate is fickle. Can’t you top that?”
“We have spinach and artichoke like last time.”
“Since I am at a coffee shop,
cream cheese and veggies sound apropos.”
“Is the tomato too spicy for you?
Surely a Louisiana boy like you can take it hot.”
“Well, the pesto wouldn’t go well with coffee.”
“Are you kidding me?
We wouldn’t serve it here if it didn’t.”
“I come to your coffee shop
for a spiritual experience
like church with classical music.
If I wanted a culinary arson
I’d marry a Cajun Boo
with a spice rack from Mamou.”
“Do you think I was offering you a spicy treat
as an aperitif for something other than coffee?”
“Maybe peppermint tea.”
“I can handle tea.”
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