it was bacon—an entire,
glistening
sheet pan of peppered
thick bacon,
—tenderly crisped, popping juices,
(the sweet tooth’s
meat)
Just the scent of
greasy swine—
a love song to my
salivating taste buds
hotter than phone-sex
(in person)
and tastier than all
the music
from the 80’s.
Yes, it was
Temptation, beckoned by
pork’s feverish
seduction.
I lost control—or I
never had it to begin with
and ate fistfuls like
some
rabid cookie monster
I could no longer go on
pretending,
living a lie.
acting like a rough and
tough,
die hard vegan
it was just a way to
feel safer
but who was I kidding?
the whole time I was
married to tofu
I fantasized about
sausage
pork chops and
tenderloins
I couldn’t go on living
in secret
it was time for my diet
to come out of the
crisper
of course I threw up
within
minutes of eating 2lbs
of bacon
not sure I even chewed
it
I really liked the
ideals of only eating plants,
it’s nice, in theory and
on paper,
But sadly I am an
animal.
that really enjoys
eating other animals.
This I understand.
What is right and what
is wrong
are often confused as
truths
this I understand
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