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A variation of Baklava

made the Mongols

Rise up and collide

with the Chinese


potatoes alone 

sustained Irish farmers

when there was nothing

else to eat


In my own version of this

I eat a bowl of spicy noodles

in the nude

and think of you.

daniel talsky ©2001