Short-order cook

Dave BontaContemplative

The city: a great experiment, there where I never found

a clean plate against tomorrow, paying many little debts

and all things in a hurry of business. As cook, looking over my work,

I ate nothing but bread and cheese and bread and butter.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 23 January 1660/61.

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