Tuesday 29 April 2014

Pizza Delivery Boy




phone-in 
my order 
and before 
I can 
uncork the red
a man 
on a Triumph 
arrives 
with a roar 
and a grin

The pizza base 
blackened
is done to a crisp 
and painful to see
the salami on top 
underdone 
to perfection 
tomatoey colour
and spiced added flavour 
trails thick

We are building 
utopia 
collaterally damaged 
but holy as hell 
and sending folks back 
to the stone pizza age 
unending's 
our quest 
for the grail 

With a glow 
in his heart 
and a backfiring roar 
 it's on 
to the next destination  . . . 


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the image: somewhere in S. Tyrol. 


3 comments:

  1. The tragedy of poorly prepared and speedily done pizza is unspeakable... yet, you have managed to give it voice. I weep for your culinary loss.

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  2. Thanks Pat and Vegahelp for the comments, the 'search' for a decent pizza goes on ;)

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