“Can I Cook or Can’t I?”

It’s funny
That the first thing you ask me
Is if I can cook

As if I’m not more

You don’t want to know
My name
My background
My likes
My dislikes
First

Or
Even
My phone number
My job status
My living arrangements

Better yet
If I am even available
For you to even talk to me

All you want to know
Is if I can cook

Yes
I can
But it is not the way you think

I can go Sugar and spice with it
I can cook up a good hate potion
That will even make you hate yourself

I can cook up a great master plan
To destroy you
So everything you touch
Just crumbles and blow away

Or
I can cook up good love potion
Where I am the queen by your side
Protecting and loving you until the end of time

I can cook up a great master plan
To make you a success
And
Everything you breath life into flourish and bloom

But
You have lost that chance
And
You will never know
Because
With all the questions in the world
You wanted to ask
You asked
The one question
That has little knowledge of me

Can I cook?

~ Yellowbonewonda  

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