“O” was only for Oman, but obviously omitted, orbiting obscure objects with octopus, oysters, oranges, olives… observing and ogling our obsessions with only one option.
Openly and officially oppressed, we opted out for organizing other original and outstanding, less ominous or odd operations and opportunities, with less obstacles, less opposing, less optimal, but more ordinary or more original occurrence – onward with obligatory P. OK!
New nourishment neighbourhood
never nibbled on Nigerian.
Mr. No Name, not nearly native,
nerdy but noble,
notified about navigating the novelties.
No unnecessary, no nebulous networking
Narratives not negotiated,
Not negative, no nudging, no nagging,
nice, neat and nippy.
No-brainer. Nailed it!
We made a move to our mark.
A mid-twenties mortal,
a mankind-minding mademoiselle,
marketed her merchandise.
She mistakenly made a mess,
but we didn’t make a mountain out of a molehill.
Well-mannered, she mentioned a few munches
to mull over.
What did she mean?
Motivated, we made up our minds,
but miscalculated, too much of moreish meals.
moments of memories,
Middle Eastern, Mediterranean mapping
then modified, manipulated by military masterminds.
Migration, movements – misplaced.
mellow munching with muffled music,
Appetizer: Kashke Bademjan: eggplant with walnuts Entree:
Dizi – Traditional Iranian lamb chickpea soup
Fesenjan – Chicken in walnut and pomegranate sauce Drink: Mast Khiar – Cucumber and mint yogurt
I instantly identified ideology:
Imposing interesting interactions
invested in injecting intimate inmates
in the immaculate interior
and their ideal ilk.
Iconic important identity –
inamorata and inamorato
an item – inaudible interactions in isolation.
Image of Icarus ignoring ill-informed inquiry,
impulsive, imbalanced, imperfect, immature,
inclined to irrationally ignite ideas
that initiate incidents inch by inch,
with irreversible implications and impact.
In-between improvisations and in-depth impressions
immediate irresistible initiatives
immersed in immemorial and immortal imprints.
SPICY TUNA – two scoops local tuna, standard toppings, masago, roasted nuts, pickled ginger Spicy Gomae Sauce
Happy in harbour
Hungry for Hungarian,
which is hideously hiding.
However, having Hawaii
as a hypothetical home-country,
heading to a harbour.
Hundreds of hustling humans in harmony
Hadrian’s heirs with hairbands and hairdos,
like harlequins hopping high and hilarious,
taking a hack half-jokingly, half-naked like on holiday.
No haste, no hurry, a hike here and there.
Hearts in hands, harmless, with hats against heat
harvesting haiku and hallucinations,
hunting for happiness with no hazard,
heavenly hegemonic heros.