Spaghetti trumps lasagna every time
in a world of circles versus squares
where taste is born in sinuosity
expected turns of garlic flare
and pepperoni pizza binds the kids–
a staple in the freezer always mends
days on edge and broken hearts,
sleepy Friday nights, a movie’s end.
Once a drunkard’s had enough, tomato sauce
is like thunder numbing taste buds doused in wine.
All the reasons that the prophet says,
Italian food’s the bread our lives entwine.