Liver Mush Poems

Graham Irvin

LIVER MUSH? TELL ME MORE

When I wake up, the first thought that enters my brain is, “Where the fuck is my mush?”

Liver Mush:

Where the fuck is my mush?

KEEP GOING…

Sometimes, I stick my pinky into the center of an unfried block of liver mush to create a narrow three-inch deep hole

I put a live scorpion in the hole and cover it back up

I put the unfried block of liver mush back in the refrigerator and forget about it

Liver Mush:

There’s a live scorpion in there

BUT WHAT’S IN IT FOR ME?

You know that scene in 2001: A Space Odyssey? With the apes and the monolith?

Ok, great. Get this

Imagine the monolith is a big piece of liver mush and the apes are fry cooks fighting to see who gets to cook the mush

Hell yea

That would look so bad ass on a t-shirt

Or like a college poster

That should have been the image for this ad copy, instead of these words over some uncooked liver mush

Whatever. Fuck it

Liver Mush:

Imagine that Bad Ass T-Shirt
Graham Irvin is from North Carolina. He has other writing at The Nervous Breakdown, Maudlin House, Back Patio Press, and Expat Lit. His twitter is @grahamjirvin.
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