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Diet Issue #6
The Almond Joy rationalization nutty proteins tempting to it-
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 14, 2010
Poetic form: Monoku
Putrefying proteins,
emanated rancid airs,
he had this excretion,
and other unwanted,
wares,
quite spread out on table,
as if he was narrating,
a known tale,
of his dirty inside,
as a fable.
Whatever mix of proteins poured
With that inoculation draught
Drunk by my vein, not thirsted for,
But sipped in the subtle rhythms
Of pulse beat, of embodiment,
Moulds to the clay that forms myself,
I know only shameful nothing,
And in my unproud ignorance
Is only a child’s solemn trust
In all that must be, for all good.
All my life, oh God,
I try to please this chain of fate.
To call pretty spring the song I sing.
You are mine, as the Mountains need of the sky.
You are mine, as the River needs of the rain.
You are mine, as the Streaming of blood
Melting Proteins.
You are mine, as the Green light
Of the Needs you to lift me high.
Why then I do not have you?
What’s a cell without its membrane?
A bulbous mass of uhck?
A strung-out sea that’s ever-expanding?
An ugly pile of gook?
Does it know where proteins go?
Are signals always mistook?
Do organelles discombobulate
And invaders overlook?
Can it feel? Can it fathom?
Does it know which way is up?
Is a formless blob of matter
Anything but gobbledygook?
God made man perfect
And planted
Two bean-like objects
Inside his abdomen
And warned mankind
Not to eat the forbidden fruits
But mankind failed to listen
And took
too much Salt
And took
Too much Soda
And took
Too much proteins
And took
Too much carbohydrates
And took
Too much fatty foods
And took
Far too much spirits
That landed mankind
With Renal failures
Those breasts are a granary of life
they are silos for the thin times
they are feeding gourds for the fragile
there are vitamins in them
there are proteins in them
there are starchy foods in them
there are fats in them
there is rough-age on them
there is water of life in them
there are all minerals in them
those who carry them
those whose use them
must do so with holiness
and dignity
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SONG: Voices from Hawaii, 'Doxology' sung acapella in Hawaiian
GIFY: By FG Proteins
'Satisfying Cold and Hot'
2020 December 08
By Will K
"Mele Kalikimaka"
ALOHA!
The phospholipid membrane
has a rhythm to it;
integral proteins interrupt,
but vesicles slide through it.
It's fluid, wavy, effortless;
Ziploc can't compare
to technology in biology.
Machines don't craft with care.
Its oscillating phosphorus
and swaying lipid tails
put on a micro-spectacle
for those minds that flail.
The beat of homeostasis,
kept constant by diffusion,
depends upon the bilayer,
which is a clear illusion.
Mam told me I must eat my greens
I’m certain I know what she means
I pick lots of snot,
And then eat the lot
It’s tasty and full of proteins!
Mam’s livid and screams ACT YOUR YEARS
Aged fifty, I burst into tears
She whacks me round the head
Then she sends me to bed
And now I’ve got cauliflower ears!
For a lovely on line friend who gave me the first line and challenged me to write a poem ... it caused many snickers when he got the final poem
12/23/21