Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #198
The Sushi Roll
by Belinda Roddie
The sushi roll felt strange against my teeth,
and as I chewed, it was as if the rice
were slowly disintegrating beneath
my tongue, like dust that tasted rather nice.
The fish started to melt, too, and I thought,
"Is this the food, or have I somehow fell
into some sort of druglord's frenzy, fraught
with hallucinations and witches' spells?"
The sushi chef appeared before me then,
wielding a pair of large knives that he rubbed
against each other, the sound hellish. When
I asked him to stop, his evil sneer scrubbed
my courage away, "If you dare to spite
the sushi gods," he snarled, "you die tonight!"
by Belinda Roddie
The sushi roll felt strange against my teeth,
and as I chewed, it was as if the rice
were slowly disintegrating beneath
my tongue, like dust that tasted rather nice.
The fish started to melt, too, and I thought,
"Is this the food, or have I somehow fell
into some sort of druglord's frenzy, fraught
with hallucinations and witches' spells?"
The sushi chef appeared before me then,
wielding a pair of large knives that he rubbed
against each other, the sound hellish. When
I asked him to stop, his evil sneer scrubbed
my courage away, "If you dare to spite
the sushi gods," he snarled, "you die tonight!"
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