Fajita Poetry

From an Instagram post-

In honor of Bad Poetry Day and National Fajita Day, both on August 18, I present to you:

 

Ode to a Fajita by Kristin Telford

 

Your colors brown and green.

Your taste a spicy blend of seasonings. Oh, the seasonings. That cumin, chili powder, and all the rest.

I must eat you. I must eat. I must. I.

Fajita.

Here's a bonus poem written by my husband: 

Ode to Sleeping on the Couch

Your hair cascades down your scalp like a mudslide.

Your eyes glitter like the shiny underside of a soda can.

Your nose sits in the middle of your face pointing outward

Your lips are soft like two moist slugs

Your chin sits forward from your face like a comfortable porch swing.