Some Woman, yes some "average" Woman,

convinced herself one night, yes one "average" night,

that it was "appropriate," yes "proper" even,

to use a wine cork to hold onto

as the replacement of a pot tops' handle...

Broken in who knows what?

maybe the unintended consequences of a
scalding by the lids' unpredicted heat?

or, perhaps, an angry

marital dispute when it
doubled as a weapon?


Guarding me against my dinner's unabashed rejection
of its oil,

some Woman's creative ingenuity is protecting me
tonight. again.

And i am thankful, yes thankful, for the "average"
Woman's
thoughtfulness.