When is enough enough

Have you ever had A bag of potato chips A glass of smoky wine Halfway through Wanting for more? Have the rest of the bag Drink the whole bottle There’s wisdom in saturation Joy in the overflowing cup Have your chips and eat it too Let the cup overflow till Ruby puddles on a carpet Chiplets scattered on shag How else do you know Half-empty or half-full? How does rock bottom Know, if you’ve hit the center? The extra pounds tattle tells The stain on the carpet knows When saturation is not enough It’s dangerous to get it all Potato chips Grubhub away There’s always a bigger cup Let them joyride to you despite Floods in the brain with dopamine How else does the spill know the rim How does satisfaction know the edge? Boundaries untested will tempt Saturation will continue to entice Knowing enough is true wisdom The stained carpet will tell you The waistline will confess You’ve reached beyond saturation Penury is natural like drought then Missing won’t feel like missing out When the bottle is nearly empty When there are just crumbs I'll savor what remains Put them aside for tomorrow I'll saturate them with temperance