one day someone showed me a long awaited miracle
they showed me how to hold down a garlic
and smack it with the flat side of a big knife

i watched the flimsy skin shell fall away with ease

after years of struggling to grab at the fine covering of a clove

i was taught the gift of freeing up the garlic

if garlic were a girl i would take her on a swing with me
up up up into
the weightless blue momentary