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Poetry: Expensive Cuisine and a Broken Dream

Daily writing prompt
What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?


I wanted to surprise my love.
I set up a few things to do,
My love is my angel dove,
A person divinely who

understands my foibles
fears, anxieties, and
an unabashedly coital
love of the tenderest land.

So we went west, following
the frigid breeze.
Tenseness in my throat swallowing
a bad time could not appease.

and truly it was the worst time

The event was cancelled,
and the doors were locked.
A date that was not uncanceled,
so instead we took a walk

to a fine cuisine advertised
on the other side of town.
The meal we had prized
was a felonious break down.

Overly decadent,
overly priced,
overly wait,
overly over it.

I’m still cleaning butter out of my system,
and I’ll never get back that money.