I ordered the chicken vindaloo
extra spicy with garlic naan
and basmati rice,
without suspecting,
that the chef,
devious bastard he is,
would take me at my word.
Author's Notes/Comments:
I'm a masochist and I don't ever seem to learn. This is a one sentence poem. Basically, it's a single sentence masquerading as a poem. There's a publisher Right Hand Pointing that do these one sentence poems. They introduced me to the style.
Hey, You
got what you asked for. And he got revenge for all the wrongs done to him in his lifetime. Chefs everywhere know this. (cool write). slc
masochist that I am I was
masochist that I am I was loving every minute of it. I gave them a recommended on facebook before even leaving the restaurant. The restaurant manager thanked me for the plug as I was walking out the door. maybe some free garlic naan on my next visit?