Sunday, May 16, 2010

barbequed chicken, barbequed heart

i stood outside in the pouring rain,
barbequing chicken,
i used a brush and lathered them with sauce,
you showed up and tore my heart out,
with tears in your eyes you threw it on the barbeque,
i picked up the brush and put some sauce on it too.


Square Corner said...

William the Lion Hearted!! Very, very good. Love the imagery, man. A poem worthy of a heart institute.

Fisheye Lens said...

Dox, that has a whiff of Norse mythology about it -- I think Brunhilda made some poor sap of a Viking eat his own heart after it burst out of his chest

Anonymous said...

This is good: it burns into my head like a tasty chop.