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jwesley
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

0 posted 2011-04-01 09:44 AM

Die A Slow Death

Breakfast –
uh-mmm, where’s my double sausage and biscuit?

Lunch –
you want me to eat what??

Dinner -
. . . aw, you know who you are
and how it goes,
meal after snack after meal.
Crave this, must eat that –
don’t touch me,
don’t talk to me,
I don’t even want to smell you!

The doctor said, “you’re Type II Diabetic”,
Lose weight,
lower your cholesterol,
less salt,
less food,
Die A Slow Death!

Oh, and exercise!

So, back to the top.

Did that . . . and that –
lost weight,
got all the blood-thingys
under control.
Doctor was happy –
I was miserable,
then came Thanksgiving,
Wow! What a sacrifice!

But I did it!

Maintained all the blood-thingys!
Kept everything under control!

Almost . . . died.
Of envy, of want, of hunger –
I’m sorry, loads of water,
even the green-leafy kind
does absolutely nothing for –
S A T I S F A C T I O N!

But all my blood-thingys loved me
(Warm fuzzies all around).
They happily swam around in the
lack of need, desire, fulfillment, and,
and happiness.

All my blood-thingys loved me!

And then Christmas Holidays came –

I rebelled! I fought!
I lived!!!

My blood-thingys went nuts –
I went giddy, happy, warm all over,
in Love Again, with EATING!

New Year - Oops!
Starting from scratch is horrible.
All the ground gained, is gone.
All the indicators say –

I’m dying.
A slow death.
Miserable, craving, hungry, dissatisfied,

But all my blood-things love me. Sorta.
And my doctor . . .

Screw him!

© wesley james beard, jr.
April Fools Day, 2011

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2011-04-01 10:22 AM

Oh, Jimmy, this is formidable! I can so totally relate, that I could have written this. How frustrating it is when we, who love eating, can't eat certain things anymore. We need satisfaction and must go find it elsewhere.

Probably you are not writing about yourself, but whoever it is, recognizes him- or herself most certainly in your tragicomic well written poem.

Ok, I decided "no chocolate today, but lots of water to fill the stomach" ... I am craving chocolate though and I am not sure if I can resist.

Thank you for this!

Love and joy!
Margherita

Alison

Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-27

Posts 9318
Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy!

2 posted 2011-04-01 10:46 AM

Okay, tomorrow is national "Drink Water with Jimmy" Day! We'll swim together and never sink! Good poem. I think we all can relate ... and on to the green things!

A

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2011-04-01 12:15 PM

Smiling at you...even my good doc agrees...
if you're going to be miserable, why live?
I agree...but still, everything in moderation,
Hey Jimmy?

dreamgal
Member

since 2011-03-17

Posts 442

4 posted 2011-04-01 12:27 PM

"But all my blood-things love me sorta..
my doc...
screw him!
Oh thats hysterical, I loved this great write and sooo can relate. I think anyone who reads this could. Thanks for a great
write and giving me a good laugh!

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