Here is the second belly poem. Unlike today’s other poem, this is not about a person with a belly. This is about a free standing belly with a life of it’s own. This old advert served as the initial inspiration. The Disembodied, Well Embellished Belly Full of Burger King started essentially as a stream-of-consciousness ramble bordering on nonsense verse ,but a back story gradually started to emerge. In this four line poem, we discover a belly caught in a cruel life of murderous crime. Why? Nobody really knows, but it is often said in hushed tones that the belly was driven mad when it came second in a belly beauty contest and could no longer live with it’s own appearance. It’s quite moving really.
The Disembodied, Well Embellished Belly Full of Burger King
A disembodied, well embellished belly full of Burger King
Fell onto a therapist who never saw or felt a thing
And while you think the well embellished burger belly might be best
It cannot beat a disembodied belly full of chicken breast