There is a dish that was spawned
In a little town called Batticoloa
Which radiated to conquer the island nation
Folk who indulge in chilies to wound their buds
And chicken bone to get lodged inside the throat
And a little nausea in the tummy
That unlimits flow

And an excursion to a bedlam of dodgy hygiene
Is when man learns the chemistry of taste
In the physics of the devouring mandible
And the flavor of this savory hodge-podge
Creates an unusual endearment
We call a hangover of sorts

Pain is no forgone conclusion
It is a tradition of pieces of wheat flour
Embellished with chilies, vegies, an egg and chicken
To be another commoner for mere 30 minutes
Indulgence personified, in a community of shreds

It only takes a meal to fall from aristocracy
To become a commoner. The great famine
Knows no cake just a serving of flour crumbs,
Sieved through teeth.
After all, what is more beautiful
Than metallic cymbals making a racket
For a worldly salivation.

Rice will always be our staple
The sane and constant, while koththu
Is the madness of our shredded DNA
Evangelizing a slender roti
Into a devotional cult.


Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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