The Last Bowl

Sometimes,

When it is 5 am and you have been writing about Klingons

(Klingons!)

For the past seven or ten hours, and you go to the fridge

In stiff-jointed despair,

A bowl (the last bowl) of beef barley soup

Can actually save your life.

I'd like to do a pledge drive for this, the kind that celebrities do,

To raise awareness in the academic community

About soup

And how it can work miracles when properly applied.

Complete with a dramatic photo montage,

Heartfelt testimonials,

And some musicians who like Causes.

It's more than the soup itself though.

The fact that it's the last bowl has an awful lot to do with it,

That I'm the last one who's going to get

To slurp up that savory delectable warmth,

Is as much of a miracle as a night like this requires.