Posts tagged ‘Obesity’

July 31, 2014

Taxing Life

Life Taxing:
we sit behind walls to pay for sitting behind walls.

Wheels spin, no gas on deck,
armies fight wars waged for black gold;
these things are related.

Glass punctures and creates an escape,
you sit roadside with a flat-tire and deflated ego.

An IED blows off a soldier’s leg,
an obese man eats a sandwich and drinks a diet coke,
a beautiful young model hates her reflection; finding flaws;
a CEO makes money.

And no one knew the half.

Birds fly,
rivers flow,
a book weighs down a hand,
words play heavy on the head.

Cottonwood seeds float on thick air,
tombstones bask in the sun.
So far away no voice could reach;
even so not of native tongues.

Days we have lost and the one that just began,
my toast is burnt,
furniture sits un-rearranged.
Affects leave me unchanged;
for certain of, same, -oh distaste.

Life goes on
a cat meows
a clock ticks
the heat moves in and settles down
Fall is here.

Only this time it’s without you.
I wish I could tell you about that.

July 10, 2013

Eating Americans

As an American I must eat.

Eating is what we do: from the obese with a feast, to the skin and bone see-through.


We go to café for coffee and ice cream.

Fancy diners for exclusivity the most.


To the shores and beaches for a picnic-to the backyards for a meat-roast.


We hoist beer and brow to our companions while speaking aloud.

We bow with glorious affection at confection.

We are so proud.


Bet when the food’s gone and our bellies are stuffed the starving in Africa is seldom mentioned.

Pay attention: All that Cool Whip is just fluff.


(Starving exist in this country too.)


A bite of food has many lessons, hidden cookie-crumb confessions.


Eat to satisfaction, not full.

That is the message.



An aside:


As a child I was overweight.  Now I am averaged sized; however, I eat constantly.  I wrote this as a rebuttal.  I think eating can be taken many ways; eating is as deep as the food within us, and then it’s just shit…


Eat wisely, and vote with your dollar.

May 31, 2013

Why We Need Drugs (The Simple Life)

I used to have this linear structure of ideas that dictated my life…


I have to:


Drive my car,

Take my meds,

Pay my bills,

Talk to my friends,


I have to:

Have kids and get married.

Or else the future will turn dark and scary.


And I will get carried away like the light at the end of a very long and very beautiful day.


Nothing unexpected (ever!)-then I wrecked it.

Those straightforward-thinking creatures have patience, and time’s lost, but what’s really been wasted?





What people think?  Oh! How we fret.


Forget that shit (ennui), no reason to be upset (truly).


All I was taught.


All I remember.


All I’ve Lost.


All I regret?


No conclusions.

Only conclusion I’ve been using is there are no conclusions ever.

After that all challenges have been met.




And in a distant setting, such as a living room, in a suburb, of some city far away, someone watches television and consumes highly processed foods, and that feeling is the exact same feeling as what you have read from above.  Don’t change your perspective because someone tells you to, tell yourself. 

May 23, 2013

Social Media Obscene

Where is Old-Fashioned Passion,

A lack of action,

Sit all day staring at motion picture contraptions.


Wonder why we smoke weed,

Wonder why we don’t read?


What’s the need, its 2013?


Social Media is Everyone’s Disease, and in Everyone’s Dreams.

Obscene how Obscene the Scene Seems.