Sweat Room Poems

Buon Appetito

“Satisfied” has never entirely
peaked in me; just when I feel 
at a pinnacle – Wham!--another 
smack of barbecue embraces and 
spicy grins – 

We are appetites by nature –

inclined toward luscious
entries, and pastry treats,

(for the veggie it's veggies,
for the carnivore it's meats – 
our plush courses, the anchor 
of all seats) – 

an organic slice from the
earth; a topping like heaven
but a devil on the scale – 
no avoiding the sweat-room
whether female or male....