The Palace Of Pleasure Poem by Charles Chaim Wax

The place closed
new owners
coming in
switching from
Chinese to Thai
one taste
the establishment became
my favorite
twice a week
every week
I consumed
every item
on the menu
got to know
the waiters
waitresses
also
other patrons
90%
immense
truly obese
gobbling
Basil chicken
Coconut shrimp
Steaming red crabs
in a fiery sauce
such happiness
on plump faces
sometimes
stopped munching
to stare
guilty
a voyeur
but when
a woman
cracked a chair
fell
I leaped up
helping the dear soul
to another throne.