i know
that when i stuff myself
when my insides
mash up my body
and jam up my ribs
i feel as i do too often
a head trapped within a skull
but here i go again
and eat the whole chicken
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Sunday, September 4, 2011
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2 thoughts:
Is it a happy whole chicken at least?
Why we torture ourselves in this way, I don't know. I wish I had the answers. I do things like this, too. Glutton for punishment? Out of comfort? Easiness? Habit? Who knows. You're only human. Ease up on yourself there, sweetness. xo
i was going to call it glutton for punishment, except it's so pleasurable devouring a chicken. thanks, as always, for your very human responses xo
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