esther greenleaf mürer

À la carte

À la carte

The salad’s bid farewell to muscle tone,
the soup sprawls apathetic in the dish,
the roast is spavined gristle, fat and bone,
the snickerdoodles aftertaste of fish.

The soup sprawls apathetic in the dish,
not caring whether it is slurped or sipped.
The snickerdoodles aftertaste of fish;
at least no one can call them nondescript.

Esther Greenleaf Mürer

Esther Greenleaf Mürer lives in Philadelphia.  Her poems have recently appeared or are forthcoming in Drunken Boat, Unsplendid, The Umbrella, and Pemmican.

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