Don’t worry, Margaret.

I have washed my hands

and chopped today’s


vegetables and flower petals

on the wooden butcher’s block

per your SOP.


I have not snuck beef, chicken

or fish broth into the soup

contrary to your specific instructions

not to include the least speck

of the dead flesh of animals.


No additives or nitrites, MSG,

preservatives, sulfates,

or any of that other junk.

Strictly sea salt.


I promise not to chainsaw the hot,

just out of the oven,


legume and nut bread

until at table.


Funny, I once skimmed

dust blown from a latrine

on the Cambodian Border

from the surface

of brackish water

in my canteen cup,

and I’m still here!

As for that expensive sack

of herbs and supplements

you swear by,

those potions and bromides

have been marketed

since witchdoctors.


The old timers called them,

“Snake oil.”


It’s okay, Margaret.

Everybody’s going to die,

no matter what they finger,

ingest or inhale.


That’s not marketing.

It’s called SCIENCE!