Mom's Text Reads Like Poetry

why does this text from my mom read like poetry I cooked a steak tonight and was feeling alien. How weird this gross piece of cold raw flesh on a cold plate is and I was thinking I am just an animal with the luxury of packaged flesh and is it human flesh? Like I wouldn’t know. We just believe it’s a cow but we don’t have fucking proof of anything. The knife went through the same as if it was my own leg.

A screenshot shows a caption asking why a text from the writer’s mom reads like poetry, followed by a message philosophically describing a steak as cold raw flesh and questioning whether it is really cow meat. The joke is the unexpectedly existential, surreal overthinking of an ordinary dinner, making the mother’s message sound like avant-garde poetry. EN: A screenshot shows a caption asking why a text from the writer’s mom reads like poetry, followed by a message philosophically describing a steak as cold raw flesh and questioning whether it is really cow meat. The joke is the unexpectedly existential, surreal overthinking of an ordinary dinner, making the mother’s message sound like avant-garde poetry.

• @eternalclassic / 88497 2026-05-24