I Need To Eat

As a man, I'm thinking
and as a man, I'm shrinking,
thinking I should get back to the gym, 
and get some food in me, 
before I dissapear prematurely,
because although it's ok to be whispy,
or ethereal in verse, I probably won't survive,
If I eat just twice a day,
and small portions at that
of barbecue meat and scattered fruits,
swallowing pills with coffee 
and large helpings of sugar
to aid my cigarette addiction...
that may be the life a poet,
but even poets are human.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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