it's MOMA lunchtime, salad with chickpeas,
garden lettuce, snow peas dressed in vinaigrette,
two chocolate pieces
with salted almonds
hidden inside the smallest
compartment.
how chic, how progressive and healthy,
recalling 4'33" where the musician
is instructed not to play but let ambient noise
fill the space, and
the endless galleries of fuzzy photos
and video of Afghans squatting with
their machine guns,
how modern and artistic.
The lunchbox was my best find.
Call me unsophisticated,
it's probably true.
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