Dancing like Angels
Cheese lay scattered like worshipers in their wake
Hints of herbs waltzed beside in an inescapable trance
So hard to keep your eyes off them
Like a highway accident where you know someone has died
This figure of food
So eloquent in their stance
Must forgo the life they wish
Onlookers weep
Knowing their fate to be the same
Strands of life congeal
Cooling to room temperature
As hungry cats stalk
The dance now over
Carpet licked clean