none of these things are real
of course
none of these are
but I am anyway
in the kitchen
cooking
there is an intermittent hiss
from the stove
where the water meets the blue and yellow flame
a scent too
from where I have piled lavender blossoms
to smolder
and the potatoes have boiled now
the pasta is still cold
a lemon is lonely on a board
yellower than the laminate counter
as yellow as the flames
I left it dirty the board wiped but unscrubbed
as though I were a cowboy
a cowboy who zests lemons
but who is to say they didn't
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