Saturday, September 11, 2010

I am Chip Man

I am the potato chip man
every day I deliver these potato chips
some are made of potatoes
some are not
some are made of mystery things
some are made with corn
some are deep fried in stuff
it bubbles and gooze
some are baked in ovens
they burn people in ovens sometimes too
sometimes while they are alive
I deliver the chips though
some are crispy unless they are stale
they are slightly moist and chewy
why is that?
some have cheese on them
no no no not cheese cheese
powdered cheese
yea some have salt and vinegar and sour cream powder and barbecue
but not barbecued chicken
barbecue sauce powder stuff
every day I deliver these chips to stores and gas stations and super markets
every day I go home
every day I think about driving the truck off the bridge
but I don't
the people need the chips
at the end of a week
(really, the only day I like)
i get a bunch of paper tickets
with these I like to buy some chips of my own
the company gives me a discount
they have big fancy houses
I like the cheese ones
sometimes I like to mix them with the barbecue
sometimes I use them to cut my arm and watch myself bleed
on saturday I take my kids places, mow the lawn mohawk concrete patch
I'm lucky
lots of people would kill to be the chip man
like that guy over there drinking the listerine in his own bodily fluids
yea some say he used to deliver chips too
monday I'll go deliver the chips
and start the week all over again
one day I will die
and someone else will deliver the chips

1 comment:

Logan C. said...

Have you ever thought of putting these writings into a book, or some sort of collective format for people to read? Because modern poetry and writing kind of stinks. Well really stinks.

Seriously this stuff is gold. Not gilded gold, as you usually see lining the book shelf at major bookstores across the country.

I read the title and then started on the actual content and I must say it the stuff that really makes you sit there and read it a few times over as the underlying meaning rattles you to your core.

Simply gold. Anywho think about doing some sort of collection of writings that would be something that I would read and hardly ever put down.