Dada Cookie

Sometimes I suspect sentences encased in fortune cookies are assembled in the same random way as Dada poetry with the same oracular effect. Wisdom lies in chaos, it seems.

tomatoes

thanks for the produce.
the scarlet pulp
and tiny seeds
suggest growth and vitality
but it's all a farce, the whole fruit:
it's been torn from the vine.

Audorable

A fast Audi
runs with the fervor of an antelope,
but not as the one chased --
the prey.
Nay, this one runs toward
inevitable death,
a sure catastrophe
at the end of the long, dark tunnel.