Open Mic at Art6 Gallery

Open Mic at Art6 Gallery

Monday, January 23, 2012


The hell with my diet.
The hell with watching calories
The hell with eating all the “right foods” all the time.
The hell with walking by the snack machine without getting a honey bun and a soda.
The hell with driving by the fast food places and not buying a burger.
The hell with throwing out all the junk food.
The hell with a refrigerator full of fruits and vegetables and juices.
The hell with smaller portions.
The hell with fat listings and carb listings and those other damn health listings.
The hell with all the doctors on TV telling me how I gotta eat healthy.
The hell with the newspaper reports, magazine reports, and Internet reports about how I can live longer.
The hell with exercise programs and TV shows about exercise programs.
The hell with all of that.

My girlfriend broke up with me.
So none of that matters right now.


Buddah Moskowitz said...

Perfect, my friend.

Fireblossom said...

Aw, you poor thing. Eat, you feel betta!

I came here to read your dverse-linked poem, the fine one about the capons... but I saw this one below it and it had me rolling. Dieting is an evil plot, and not one to be undertaken at inopportune times.

hedgewitch said...

Laffin profusely. I am on a rather rigid diet at the moment--and I so relate to the deep philosophical undertones. ;_)