Humor Poetry

Humor: A Grilled Dog Between a Bun, by Mark Tulin/The Haven

Special thanks to The Haven for publishing this poem in their extremely funny site.

I loved hotdogs as a kid,
but now I fear the processed food 
I know what’s in it
The waste products
that shorten a lifespan,
the fat that clogs the arteries
Not to mention cardiovascular disease
and type two diabetes

All those additives and dyes
The possibility of cancer
The worry and the trauma
The comfort food that knocks
on death’s door

As a child, I didn’t think about
what I put inside of me
I had only one agenda
To be happy and satisfied
To slather a Dodger Dog with mustard and relish
on a warm, toasted bun,
and watch a ballgame from the bleachers
with a mouthful of a footlong.

Crow And The Wire Podcast:

https://anchor.fm/mark-tulin/embed/episodes/Humor-A-Grilled-Dog-Between-a-Bun–by-Mark-TulinThe-Haven-e10ud60

Author, poet, short story writer from Santa Barbara, California. I write about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching present in California. These are narratives that may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

15 comments on “Humor: A Grilled Dog Between a Bun, by Mark Tulin/The Haven

  1. I eat hot dogs. I know they are not that healthy but I still eat them. Not all the time but ….sometimes.

  2. Haha. Well done. 👏🏻

  3. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
    Sometimes Ignorance Is Bliss!

  4. Long life or hot dogs? A poem that deals with the contradictions of life and makes me hungry at the same time. 🙂

  5. Theresa

    Too cool! But can’t pass those Dodger dogs when at the stadium.

  6. This is precisely why I don’t ask questions I don’t want the answers to heh

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: