piqued my interest
about single-
serve recipes,
drying racks
which house
just one dish,
and austere
wooden tables
with a solitary chair.
How much less
can one man stand?—
I shall know
when I get there.
That endgame,
perhaps, is a
mortal stress, so
it's a good thing
I was built for this
and am dying to test
just how
much violence
bachelorhood will bear.
