Silverware and Straws
If silverware could talk…
My fork would be able to describe the indisputable beauty of rummaging red velvet cake.
The spoons would inquire of the reference people use to label “lying together”, while cradling the beauty of ice cream and sugar. While not mentioning the impossible chores of scooping minuscule obstacles and substances that shouldn’t be fed to the mouth.
The knives just may be the angriest of them all; incapable of holding, the unworthy treatment, the neglect, the murders, the assaults and cutting of things that aren’t even—— edible…
And well, then there’s the straw…?
Where exactly is his place in the natural order of kitchenware society?
An outcast that no one respects, not even the plastic utensils.