Who'll Wash The Dishes

[billy]

Three thousand knives
along with other silverware
lay strewn across the battlefield
like bodies waiting to be mourned
burnt pots and pans
proud soiled spoils of war
lay to waste in no mans land
where pretty little picture tiles
with scenes of rustic
farm yard life, now spattered
in the culinary aftermath
bear witness
to the casualties
of my creative
cooking urge