In the Corner Cabinet

I am sweet on the thyme which
supposes disillusionment.

I possess a pride in Peppercorns.
Thus, my trust requires
that I inquire of the information
hiding inside Chinese
Five Spice.

I discover there is wisdom within ginger, furthermore,
Turmeric carries by its side integrity just like
the sage braving the butter,
and I bathing on rooftops.

Allspice!
Nevertheless, I thrive by
waiting for a proclamation.

Melancholy hangs as a martyr nearby the Cinnamon-Sticks.
The two of them are
fraught with their own distraction.

Meanwhile, whence by Chili,
I come to Saffron for the sacrifice.

I am prophetess not unlike a presuming paprika
bearing a crown of rosemary
thorns. 

 

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