Feathers in the Fog
by Max Bouillet
The old bat kept ordering
insecticide off the television.
She said, "Angels keep
nesting in my hair."
I said, "I don't know
if it works on angels."
(What I should have said
was that you should
leave the house
when using an insecticide fogger
--and, if for some reason you stay,
When they found her
she was on her back,
singed bunny slippers in the air,
surrounded by the carcasses
of a thousand dead angels.
Author's Note: Oops. Where did that come from?
Posted on 11/28/2005
Copyright © 2022 Max Bouillet
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 11/28/05 at 06:29 PM|
|Posted by Laura Doom on 11/28/05 at 08:23 PM|
An 'angel' obsession!?! Not that far removed from bats I guess - do bats nest in the hair of angels? (scratches her head for an answer :)
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/29/05 at 02:14 AM|
Hahaha! I wonder where it came from as well! Quite the imagination! I take it you are anti-insecticides! :)
|Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 11/29/05 at 08:59 PM|
i like it! reminds me of the "i've fallen and i can't get up commercials.
|Posted by Michelle Angelini on 12/07/05 at 10:20 PM|
Max, not sure what I expected when I picked this poem to read, but I'm glad I did. The "singed bunny slippers" got me laughing in addition to all the other ironic humor in your words. I like it!