SLOW COOKING

I killed myself with slow cooking said Leona

green looks nice on you said her husband donned his hat and went out

why are you walking about naked

people asked. But I said the man who went out

my wife killed herself with slow cooking

all evening I sat among customers in the cafe

the waiter didn’t speak to me

I don’t recognize anyone on the street

at the square I ran into a demonstration

lost my way among the sign bearers

I’ve never succeeded with women aside from my wife

I’m not even sure what kind of man I am

I’ve turned into a story that I’ve told to myself  

בישול איטי

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