Onions, Movies, I Am and Pickles

1.

Onions

Deftly, the onions remove their skins
one word at a time
understanding the promise of fire
and how they will curl and sizzle
and sometimes burn beyond recognition,
but oh, the smell of frying onions,
always recognizable,
always welcoming as the the first ingredient,
added to just about anything,
ever palatable and edible.

Truth smells like that.

Unless it stings your eyes
or doen't agree with your stomach,
or you worry about bad breath.
Then you pass on the onions.

2.

Movies, I Am And Pickles

In the narrowest conception called "I Am"
lives an unidentified source.
How this source appears is _______________
(By filling in your very own blank.)

I honestly know how exacting and detracting
this monumental task can be, daunting and haunting
remnant variations on a theme, not necessrily on
Paganini, but if you would follow any chronology,
it would seem to me, in the order of circumstances are
invested the earliest recollection of your investment
in the lock stock and barrel, (pickles, however, come free)
of what is most certainly deemed possible, yet highly improbable,
therefore what we have here is a couple of things:

"A failure in communication.", 'What, you can't handle the truth.",
Taken out of context from a few good movies about cool hands
and the gospel of Luke.