Humor Poetry

Just Came for the Burger, by Mark Tulin|The Drabble

Inside a shopping mall during the pandemic, I hurry past a collection of toxic adults, hoping the guy in tight pants doesn’t get too close…
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Just Came for the Burger
NOVEMBER 21, 2020 ~ THE DRABBLE

By Mark Tulin

Inside a shopping mall during the pandemic,
I hurry past a collection of toxic adults,
hoping the guy in tight pants doesn’t get too close
I don’t want to get his COVID cooties,
wearing his mask at half-mast,
his nose sticks out like Pinocchio
and his breath could skin a cat
I just came for a burger at Red Robin
with everything on it and endless fries
First time outside in over a month,
I hope the straps on my N95 hold up,
and my medical gloves are snapped tight—
I need to get out of this Venus flytrap alive.
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I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer living in Long Beach, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you. My books include Magical Yogis, Uncommon Love Stories, Awkward Grace, Junkyard Souls, and Rain on Cabrillo.

6 comments on “Just Came for the Burger, by Mark Tulin|The Drabble

  1. Liz Gauffreau's avatar

    An excellent slice of life in the so-called New Normal. Sigh . . .

  2. Rosaliene Bacchus's avatar

    Love this, Mark! With rich poetic verse, it captures in a single image the dilemma we face in controlling the spread of this deadly corona virus.

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