To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.
Midnight munchies
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To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.
To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.
I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.
A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Like a cracked eggshell,
once broken it cannot be
redeemed nor reforged.
Heavy blanket weighs
you down, yet cocoons you. Why
bother to crawl out?
If you clear out the
fridge for the turkey, then where’s
the other food go?
Canned pumpkin sold out.
Damned overachievers! I’m
a “last-minute” type.
He made Johnny Depp
a household name, and keeps Hot
Topic in business.
Too many carbs. Need
tea, coffee, power drink. No
rest for the weary.
I start out strong with
good intentions. Sit at the
computer. Day’s shot.