99poems/undone

I am put off
by this jar of
Nayonaise,
its touch and taste.
The distance
it seems to
have traveled
from food.
A tofu alternative
I once considered
a healthy choice.
But now it simply
is not good
enough.
I have stumbled
into the simple
purity I always
longed for
and could never
find.
Backed into it,
as a woman
I once knew
said about
her life.

For a decade
I have been
trying to
avoid food
in a box,
to be
rid of jars –
certainly of
plastic.
But this perfected
grace eluded
me until
now.

6/15/99