Treasure Island

Michael Philips


Prank


The night I snuck an electronic megaphone
Into a jazz club
I hesitated before doing so
Pranks are great but this one could end up dumb
Nothing in life is worse than a pathetic prank

After the third tune
After the obligatory applause had died down
I shouted, amplified, “Play some Monk! ”
That was bad enough
I did it again after he started playing his dumb ballad
The bouncer looked at me with sideways indifference when I did it
A third time
At him
On the sidewalk

Submitted: Thursday, January 06, 2005
Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012

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  • ... ... (1/11/2006 5:22:00 AM)

    had me laughing. a lesson in a poet not taking himself entirely seriously. one of your best. (Report) Reply

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