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

[. serah .]

-- hahahaha... your little-boy-prankster heart is intact, Maestro D. ... and you have this absolutely astounding way of seeing (and showing) the bizarre in the banal... -- your readers better not take anything for granted... and that includes... everything from halitosis to flatulence... :p

[SkinlessFrank]

Thanks Serah. You are right, I can't seem to grow up.

[. serah .]

-- that is awesome, Maestro D. ... i'm always in need of a role model... i don't want to be a day older than nine in my mind ever... (a friend of mine once said 'trouble begins when we enter double digits') -- and you're very welcome... :)

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Laughing....good thing we don't take it with us, huh?!! lol Chemistry...fertilizer in the end :) Do you think consciousness has a smell? And the black hole...think it gets indigestion?

[J]

hahaha! at last -- someone brave enuf to ask the questions we all wonder about ... we were just waiting for you to put them out there with such grace and geniality. :)

[OTownPete]

I am becoming convinced that a walk through your mind would equate to a magical mystery tour. Your friend in words, Pete

[clairekeown25]

this is fantastic, made my day! have you seen logans run? they may look different but we are all made of the same stuff :)

[kmartell]

you sure can write, that meant sincerly. my son has OCD he would love this poem or hate it. your writing has a kind of planned spontaneous quality. The readers eye catches the words, like a ride to some surprising destination.

[Emily B]

i would know your words anywhere if i met them away from you

[LA Lorena]

LOL. Your fifth stanza? We in the business have come up with an a name for this. MSLAD. (mouth smells like a*s disease) Just thought you might like to know. :)

[patricia]

ooh! disgusting and brilliant! You talk about things that no one else acknowledges even to themselves. I hope you don't do it at the dinner table! Thanks.