Cooking, Pt. 2

Maybe it's not fair to expect so much from you

Young people of the modern mega-state

The adults have always brought you food

Now they've stopped showing up and you find yourself thrusted out into the night alone

When you walk into the night alone

Hunting and gathering and sleeping in caves

Will you cook faithful to the recipe?

Or will you open your nose and go out in the rain and find food for the first time?

If you're hungry beneath the full moon

In the dark belly of the modern mega-state

Find what you have left to give up

If your friends convince you you should get a tattoo it should say "generosity"

So you can remember the feast will end soon

Your parents will redo your old bedroom

Unburdened by inheritance

You can walk out upright and go into the night of this new born present moment

And make eye contact with others