I
give you fair warning,
man,
what you are about
to
read is nothing like a
fine
dining experience,
no
candle light or tasty
filet
mignon here, no fancy
waiter
to pour the vintage
bougelet.
This offering of
mine
today holds not even a
morsel
associated with the
excitement
of a first date.
So,
before disappointment
inundates
the eye, before
disdain
for these meaningless
lines
settles into the awareness
of
your brain, I feel it is my
duty
as a fellow human being
to
inform you, no, to implore
you,
put this sheet down, or
should
it be laid as a page in
a
menu, close the damned thing
and
walk away before its too late.
Without
haste walk, no, run away
to
some other place. And for god’s
sake,
man, get a fresh start and
begin
elsewhere all over again.
Or,
simply take cover under a
table,
put your head between
your
knees and pray. I’ll let you
know
when it’s safe to come out.
May
I recommend the meatloaf
instead.
It’s the special today.
Chris
Hanch 6-19-18
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