Cordon bleu


A time comes in life
when you view everything
through the spectacles of impartiality
detachment, renouncement.
A time when you become aware of
the nothingness of belongingness.
You look in your cache and scrutinize
and say " I couldnt have done nothing better"
Nothing could have been done for the
betterment of the betters of the past.
the things I made were the best
not even a pinch of salt could have made it better,
Cordon bleu!