12/27/13

Paul Siegell

*WE’VE COME FOR YOUR HOT AND BOTHERED*

The firemen are feelin’ effin’ irie, mon. Out hums one a-the
younger ones: moseys up to the ice cream truck, orders two
Strawberry Shortcakes, three Choco Tacos & a Rocket pop.
Rook to Queen’s Knight Five—Black King scavenger hunt.
Set to summon the Jedi mind trick, Darth Vader holds forth
his grim, gloved hand, but this time R2PeePoo & StinkTPO
were impenetrable. They had found the secret. “Not today,”
bleep-blopped the little one. All Vader wanted was for them
to grab him a Chipwich—Gets so hot for him inside his suit.


*WE’VE COME FOR YOUR FOOD COURT SAMPLER*

General Tso charged himself into Kentucky Fried Chicken’s
Louisville headquarters & demanded to speak to the Colonel.
Coleslaw cuts. Threats to bomb rice farmers were made. Was
advised that all the awful organisms of Food Safety warnings
would be unleashed upon KFC if their staffers didn’t cease ill-
egally dumping their leftover lo mein takeout cartons into the
fragile habitat of the “EAT MOR CHIKIN” cows—Seriously
? Gag order scavenger hunt. “When the stork stops delivering
all that New York deli,” cried the Col., “then we’ll talk about
how admirable each of us will be—At any rate, did you bring
any of that low sodium soy sauce with you? We just ran out.”

Paul Siegell is a senior editor at Painted Bride Quarterly and the author of three books of poetry: wild life rifle fire,jambandbootleg, and Poemergency Room. Kindly find more of Paul’s work - and concrete poetry t-shirts - at “ReVeLeR @ eYeLeVeL” (http://paulsiegell.blogspot.com/).

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