An old Leslie Nielson-themed poem.

Leslie Nielsen Signs Autographs, Comments on His Disaster Movie

The Poseidon Adventure (1971)

Splintered, with metallic plastic shards,

the ray gun a Leslie Nielsen fan brandishes

is the genuine article

from The Forbidden Planet.

“Just point it at me!” he shouts, squinting,

chunky girlfriend standing ready

with the Polaroid. He refused to hold it,

but posed nonetheless, ever the trooper.

I walk up to him.  Too cheap to buy

his new how-to golf tape, I offer him

a promotional flat of the cover. Pushed-in

by the line but still determined,

I spoke.  “I just wanted to say

that I agreed with you—that if you

had taken up more ballast, you could’ve

withstood that wave.”  Still looking down,

signing, Leslie Neilson paused, as if the burden

of an upside-down Shelley Winters

had been lifted, the chandeliers untousled

right here in a suburban B. Dalton.

“So, you think so, huh?”

Smiling ear-to-ear, Leslie

shakes my hand.  “But then we

wouldn’t have had the disaster

—and all that conflict.”

–published in Painted Bride Quarterly

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2 responses to “An old Leslie Nielson-themed poem.

  1. Michelle Rick

    A lone tear carves a path through my MUFE primer and face spackle.

  2. Only Leslie Nielson is in need of having his humor taken seriously. If he did not have this he would have been in tears, and if he was in tears he would not have been so funny in his phlegmatic manner. However, if he was so funny, why did he have that straight face? As if he had such a straingt face he would not be smiling, and, if so, would have been less funny as a result: truely, humor is the fall of dignity about your ankles…