Poem Lunch with Mr.KilltheReef Makingsquillions

Wednesday, May 7, 1997 - 10:00

Lunch with Mr.KilltheReef Makingsquillions

Luxury yacht in the channel
harpoon in hand
"That one! I'm that hungry!"

Like a rocket from over the hill
another benign paradise
is lepidopterror-struck into the ledgers of greed.

"Quick Gabriel! Gut it, spit it,
then dunk it in my favourite sauce —
that KFC one."

"Sir, do you mean ...
Killed
Funding
Capitalism?"

"Bloodoath! Beer, Rob?"

Tony Whan

From GLW issue 273