Apologies to Richard Brautigan
DECEMBER 30
At 1:03 in the morning a fart
smells like a marriage between
an avocado and a fish head.
I have to get out of bed
to write this down without
My glasses on.
.........................
My interpretation:
MAY 20
At 7:03 in the evening a Quorn nugget
smells like a marriage between
fried chicken and an egg roll.
I have to get off the bed
to zoom into the kitchen with
My begging face on.
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