i may have once liked you
for your taste and texture
both seeming so pleasing
just the right temperature

your then savory flavor
overtime has grown stale
herbs and spices familiar
like twelve servings of kale

take your no-sizzle steak
and your sunken souffle
to the table, not able
your half measures dismay

my bland pal, you big bore
i have served your last meal
may i show you the door
adios, it’s been real

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Socially, economically and legislatively speaking, is it ever possible to make the status quo palatable?

For oneshot wednesday

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Pie pic by thebittenword.com