Fast Food

Longings have sometimes to be sated.

Whetted appetite

destroys posture

of asceticism

as temptation

inserts itself,

asserts itself

and simply

rides roughshod

over every resolution

ever made.

And I a victim

of such abandoned

abstinence

as my sombre

sobriety

slips sadly

into serious decline.

And there I indulge

all of my desires,

take my fill

and gorge every

careless craving

for you.

 

07/07/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Most of all, I love how this poem vividly demonstrates the crumbling of resolve, whether about junk food, intoxicating substances (including humans) . . . which is why "just one drink" can be such a slippery slope. This feels like the narrator is intellectualizing his experience a little bit, which makes it all the more fun to read, since he feels like he thought he was "above it all" . . . but the recognition of his profound weakness slowly dawns (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed just one sip, one kiss, one piece of chocolate and we can be a goner! Thank you Margie.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

okay...first on the poem...Do I get Fries with that?
terrific metaphor here...tasty...i'll take a double.
Secondly...Eva Cassidy...i had not heard of her before you posted the last music video of her...
Last night I ordered her greatest hits from amazon...love her voice...thanks for that, John.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Jacob erin-ciberto! You know fries are bad! Salad for you fella! So happy you arte enjoying Eva Cassidy and our discovery will perhaps radiate to others. Manyn thanks Jacob.