09-23-2016, 07:43 AM
Food of Fast Gods
On the scale of speed
from lutefisk’s two-week soaks
or kusaya’s broth of centuries
to goldfish-swallowing
I’m nearer gulps of little koi
than slow, jugged, stinky marinations.
American sushi!
Robed in woven black
seaweed nori, papery,
and fine fresh sticky rice
(this world’s true grain
whose plumpness wheat and oats
can only envy) -
white toasted seeds of sesame
sharp dose of sriracha
some quantity of complex
mayonnaise Japonaise.
Then yellow-green, substantial
fatty avocado, sliced
with slit fresh salmon belly
rolled, divided, segmented.
Ah! To be eaten
with chopsticks, naturally
fermented soy sauce and
wasabe green as avocado
food of young gods!
But American sushi
eaten with tined fork and round-eyed smiles...
it can’t be helped.
Yet speed’s a god here
and I’m fine, fast food.
On the scale of speed
from lutefisk’s two-week soaks
or kusaya’s broth of centuries
to goldfish-swallowing
I’m nearer gulps of little koi
than slow, jugged, stinky marinations.
American sushi!
Robed in woven black
seaweed nori, papery,
and fine fresh sticky rice
(this world’s true grain
whose plumpness wheat and oats
can only envy) -
white toasted seeds of sesame
sharp dose of sriracha
some quantity of complex
mayonnaise Japonaise.
Then yellow-green, substantial
fatty avocado, sliced
with slit fresh salmon belly
rolled, divided, segmented.
Ah! To be eaten
with chopsticks, naturally
fermented soy sauce and
wasabe green as avocado
food of young gods!
But American sushi
eaten with tined fork and round-eyed smiles...
it can’t be helped.
Yet speed’s a god here
and I’m fine, fast food.
Non-practicing atheist