MIPOesias~ISSN1543-6063~Volume 19 ~ Issue 2, 2005

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DinnerTime

 

Ricky Garni

If I cook the spaghetti
for 4 minutes instead
of 3 I won’t have
enough time to run
upstairs and turn on
the TV and watch a
little girl shoot her
mother because she
doesn’t receive her
inheritance that which
is rightly hers because
her mother who killed
her very rich father
squandered it all on
worthless real estate
ventures casinos playboys
and various cads and
confidence men BLAM
BLAM BLAM It’s just
blanks the little girl
says to her mother You
are some kind of child
her mothers says to her
in a clear tone of understatement
while wearing perfectly appointed
bare back soft crepe de chine by
Vionett in thought provoking,
not like Plato or Einstein
thought provoking, mind
you something far richer
and sweeter and more
confectionary when suddenly
BLAM BLAM BLAM
I was just kidding about
the blanks the little
girl says her mother
slumps to the
floor Really I don’t

Are her last words what could
they mean I think justice was
served today and I think the
little girl is not so little really
if she wore something
provocative and didn’t always
have a gun why I think that
she would look incredibly
grown up but clearly not
someone that you would
want to date you would have
to be so careful all
the time although some
people prefer that
Oh My God the spaghetti

The spaghetti I forgot
the spaghetti again but
regrets no What
about dinner My Darling
Well dinner is served no
My Darling I have no regrets
 


Art by Enrique Agramonte Robles

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Poem © Ricky Garni 2005. All rights reserved.

 

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