Regular Poem: Rage Meringue

4 Apr

It doesn’t take much
to work myself into a lather
beat those egg whites
until it’s all tiny bubbles
and then
stiff peaks–
no substance
just feeling
and elbow grease
and wrathful foam–

take just one pinch
of cream of tartar
just one intrusive thought
and just beat it
into a froth–
from nothing
comes something
pretty and petty
and vile.

That heavy cream never stood a chance–
it’s whipped
and on top of a pie
in no time–
voluminous, bountiful,
messy and perfect
and terrible.

There’s no such thing
as too many cooks
in this kitchen.
The more biceps
to stir up pots
the merrier
(or angrier,
as it were).

Before you know it
it’s not even
a cooking metaphor
anymore.

Suddenly
you’re in all black
on a motorcycle
in the dead of night
a bottle of kerosene in your saddlebag
and a Zippo in your pocket
laughing and crying
and screaming
over your rumbling exhaust
ready to torch a building
and wind up south of the border
the knife in your boot
itching for release.

The ingredients are there.
The recipe is there.
The chef is more volatile
than that kerosene
(which is less volatile than gasoline but still probably shouldn’t be that near a motor).

The only thing
keeping that rage meringue
from setting up

is the sheer will
to separate those egg whites
freeze them for a better recipe later
discard them
whatever.

Nobody actually needs
meringue.
And especially not
rage meringue.

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3 Responses to “Regular Poem: Rage Meringue”

  1. Silver Screenings 12 April 2017 at 9:13 PM #

    I love the phrase “wrathful foam”.

    • TheBestofAlexandra 12 April 2017 at 9:20 PM #

      Why thank you! I’ve had this poem flitting around in my brain for ages, and I’m glad it turned out to your standards.
      Also, I’m guessing this barrage of likes means you’ve returned from your trip. I trust you had a fabulous time, and I love that you have awesome adventures.
      Additionally, thank you so much for your continued support!

      • Silver Screenings 13 April 2017 at 10:25 AM #

        Haha! Yes, I’m back from my Big Adventure and will be binge-reading blogs over the weekend. I wanted to visit yours first.

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