Abstinence Poem by Mark Heathcote

Abstinence

Love-like-this, olive oil drizzled, tossed salad.
Saying who needs your prime cuts of meat?
A plump beef tomato has just as many pips
More than anybody wants to eat.
Look takes a leaf out of a vegetarian's book
They don't need two veg's one meat to cook:
Put bubbling broths of love back into an artichoke.
Abstinence well, it's a chosen garment for some
But for me, it's-quite-unpalatable too bespoke.

Saturday, January 16, 2016
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