Potato

oh Lord,

why be there jelly between our toes

so sebaceous and scaly?

why these flakes that

pour from our scalps

enough to bake a dinner roll with?

 

why can we not be constructed

from gleaming steel and

chrome?

enamel paint on the

soles of our feet

 

and if we are so perfect

made in thine image

why 

these

middle age 

gases

like

moldy

potatoes

rising from the sheets?

 

not to mention the

pasty tartar

between our teeth

white manure?

 

Believe me

I’ve tried hard not to ask

these questions

 

But the skull meat

(with its pleasing and nutty aroma)

always seems to win out.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Muse]

I want an order of toe jam, and moldy ham. You just ruined my appetite! A plus my friend!

[roarke]

but then, you already know the answers.... now what?
Very humorous. Let me know if you get a response, I've got a few questions of my own to pose, my brain meat is past it's due date..........

[Ed Hart]

raw meat indeed

[Kenneth The Poet]

Disturbingly funny...as always.

[.]

only you would ask these questions!! LOL

[Nobody.]

:) it's funny. but, only because it's true. and it's so reality charged that it makes one ponder such strange and wonderful questions. I love your writing.

[Robin]

Life is messy ..

Skull meat .. laughing