Procrastinator's Stew

Paging through color photos

Mysteriously coded instructions

Appearing as gibberish

To a clouded mind,

Growling stomach

Frustrated by epic long lists

Of foreign ingredients

Evading a sad larder

Crying out

For a farmer’s market fix,

Spice market sit-in

Butcher’s brawl,

Baker’s punching bowl,

Begging for an air-drop

Into a cramped kitchen

With a half-hour

Til company arrives

Time only for

Speed-dial,

A quick Ciao

And a pick up

Of Italian carry-out

"Food, Glorious Food" Prompt #179 at We Write Poems