She offered me fish waffles
because she thought it would be funny.
I ate the fish waffles
because I wanted to see her laugh.
I wanted to see her smile.
I wanted to do what she told me.
I wanted to be under her command.
I wanted to get in the game.

The fish waffles
were nothing like what I expected
but how could they be?
What the hell is a fish waffle anyway?
Roe in batter?
Tilapia pressed in a waffle iron?
Bagels and lox,
only waffles and fish?
I had no idea what I was getting into.

I know now.
I know
but I’ll never tell.

All right.
I will say this though:
they do not stay down too long.