just chili (not dangerous)

Chili


well
burn my mouth
you can’t frighten me
you old leather thing

dry you in the air
I crush you
taste
only in sprinkles

call you jalapeño (no no)
call you cayenne (uh huh)
call you
nothing much at all

you’re no
bishop’s crown

you are no
Ghost Scorpion
(Bhut Jolokia)

yes
yes-yes I’ve got respect
but no
you are an ordinary
not dangerous

just an ordinary

that’s all that’s all
that is all


© Frank Prem, 2017

May 2017 Poem #09: becoming

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