a kitchen poem
chaos
First day back after a week off
Getting back into the rhythm
Slice my finger on a dull knife
Time is ticking
Need help finding three separate ingredients (they are right in front of me)
Hurry up hurry up
Three projects going on at once
Don’t burn the onions
Station so messy
The ovens are so hot
Stir stir stir
Scrub scrub scrub
Sweat sweat sweat
Knuckles catch on a sharp edge
Bleed bleed bleed
Where are the band aids
There’s no more space in the walk-in
Sorry, that’s not an option, make space
shuffle shuffle shuffle
Ouch that’s my elbow
I’m falling behind
It’s almost over
Can I get it all done?
It must be 100 degrees in here
Bleed some more
Sweat dripping
Gotta strain that
Gotta clean this
I need help
You can help?
Wow, thanks
Look it’s done
Who needs elbows anyway
Thank you thank you
All done all clean
I need a shower
What a day



I could feel the oppressive kitchen heat. Everyone who ate your product today appreciates you!
That poem made me tired and sad . Go home and take a nice hot bath. You deserve it.