Ahh Instagram.. the place where hipsters take pictures of their food.~ So on ds106 under Writing assignments I found this rather interesting assignment which asked to describe my lunch, even in a poem! I have never taken a picture of my lunch and posted it on Instagram, because I’m not a hipster. So here ya go, a poem of my lunch.~
”Dark, crispy pillows
Burned by the fire machine
Strips of pork
Cooked to a crisp
The layings of a chicken
Cracked opened..
Beaten
Spun
Poured
Sizzled
The yellow & white flab
Covered in bits of pepper.
My Bacon and Eggs are ready.”