I will cook today
says he
rolling up his sleeve
Oh no I scream
under my breath
Soft prayer pass
Gently through my chest
Are you serious
Are you free
Have you finish reading
The paper
That arrived this morning
Move woman
Says he
Need no sermons from you
Kitchen is my forte
I will churn out tasty lunch
He puts on the sports channel
Cricket come alive
Sharpens all the knives
Apron by his side
Happy I am
To be free
to attend to other chores
Wardrobe needs
rearrangement
Book shelf needs a shine
Should I
Check my e mail
Tweet or blog
Update my profile picture
Or maybe just relax
Where is bottle of chili sauce
The walls vibrate with his whine
Will you help with peeling
Rest of work I will do it fine
I hear the loud thud of fridge door
Something dropped on the floor
Oh man
He has no talent
Such simple task
Wont perform
Chopping peeling washing
None done with free twirl of hand
I enter strange kitchen
Napkins spread on the floor
Onion peels everywhere
Slippery greasy door
Oh god
He just added
Tooth paste
into the pot
Floride
Mint flavor
he chirps
His eyes begin to roll
He is bold
He is brave
Cooks like adventurer
Into the taste unknown
Exploring new flavors
Of sweet , sour, bitter
Uses strangest ingredients
Cooking on his own
Toothpaste, orange squash
Coffee powder
Lemon leaves or gourd
Used spoons dipped into pot
Back in his mouth, he holds
Stew may turn out
good or bad
But recipe
he must tell
Willingly he set the table
Maybe invite a friend
Plates neatly arranged
We seat to share
Ears plugged to
Food stories
Of his travel that be stored
He will rant about his skill
Of how he learnt to fry
He watches my first bite
Traces my act with his eyes
smile glows brightly on his face
Deepens his forehead lines
Hows that
You like it?
This is the best dish you must have ever had