4500 years ago
the lowly cucumber
was pickled for flavor.
And life has never been the same.
Thousands of pickles
from cornichons to gherkins
are served today
in Germany and Jacksonville
I despise sweet pickles
because they taste like children’s candy.
and I’m a man.
Half-sour pickles are for fools
who lack commitment
and enjoy half-baked bread.
I don’t care about the pickle’s crispness.
or the snap of the crunch.
I just want my pickle so sour
that it turns my hair green.
I want my pickle soaked in the brine for years.
I want every moment of dill, mustard, garlic, and pepper
flooding my tongue until my eyes are tearing from the pleasure and pain.