just like seeing and talking,
eating someone else’s food
is a way to learn about them

auriea harvey
has moved to rome
so she can connect
to the secret source
of mystic divine energy
and act as a human vessel
for materialization of messages
from an ancient race of gods
that want us to reach new dimensions.

also she prefers rome
because it is warmer than belgium
and has better food.

i went to a really bad restaurant
food made me burp like a pig
wine gave me an instant headache
80s madonna music was super annoying
but i did forget that my dad died
for about an hour or so

as someone
who grew up
during a ten year
civil war in yugoslavia
i am choosing the side
of people who
do not give a fuck about war
and just want to
play video games and
eat good food and
travel and
go to the beach,
and i am against
the people who
keep fucking this up
with stupid wars.

time as framework for reality
sentience of mortal beings
living beings dependence on air, drink, and food

zuppa
antipasto
metapasto
superpasto
antiprimo
primo
secondo
caposecondo
dolce
dolcettino
caffe e grappa
frutta

i just wrote this title out of the blue
and have no idea what this poem will be about
nor i know much about cocoabutter
apart that its probably mostly fat

theres nothing else to do
we are super bored
those people over there
do not like our food
lets kill them
we need more money
they have it
lets kill them and take it
its easier than
selling them shit
lets go to war
because it is fun
most people
are fucking terrified of war
but fuckem
it is fun for us