April 24, 2004

Crispy yum yum child of God

The cinnamon chicken 
slid off the car roof.
Gourmet exploding.
Big
 messy 
   boom.
  Plate shards, scattered like shark teeth.
  Chicken shards, scattered like chicken.
  On the driveway. In the lawn.
And jeez:
  what a strange fate
  for this 
  lightly basted
  cinnamon flavored
    crispy yum yum
    child of God.
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How'd you come up with this crispy yum yum title? Sounds like text from a Japanese tee-shirt. Really liked the fractured swing of this poem. Goodnight to crispy God children everywhere.

Posted by: rodney k at April 26, 2004 11:54 AM

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