How do we go?
i. Careless care-packing– not what I’d asked for.
Better, actually. Noodles. We’re nowhere if not stuck in a dorm.
Interesting shapes and textures all in all.
Just the distraction from the tables and chairs
In delicate sprawl about the dining room.
ii. Stand ready, men.
There’s a soldier in your ranks after all.
And when he’s through with your stomachs
–he’ll start on the rest of you
Drop and give me ten excuses.
Stop when you’re half-way through —
This was a drill.
The real thing is much less recognisable.
iii. Hand-prepped words.
Peppered wisps, about poultry puffs of smoke.
Mine has no interest in being cured.
Now leave me to my madness!
Loose Women is on.