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Haiku Part 6 |
I had a ball I stuck it on the wall That's all |
ummagumma and meddle blew my freaking mind but gong blew my nose |
that's not to say that gong blew quite the contrary syd barrett would smile |
He would wouldn't he Life is crazy, on we go I think I'll smile, too |
here i go again i'm back on psyllium husk and senna to cleanse oh joy the sugar addict's colon blow but it works til it doesn't |
here i go again i'm back on psyllium husk and senna to cleanse oh joy the sugar addict's colon blow but it works til it doesn't |
i get hangovers from sugar like i poisoned myself and i did |
I pound sugar, too. Driving onward to abuse. Why can't I just stop? (Thanks for the hug, Else. Hope you feel better, too). |
Yesterday I was Unabashedly needy I feel like a fool. Always craving warmth It is my Achilles' Heel Always just beyond. |
Thank you, Dee. :) |
the movie Fed Up will make you never want to eat sugar again food corporations like tobacco companies want you addicted they will argue that sugar isn't bad until the people rise up junk food should be in a back room hidden like porn not at the check stand and certainly not on cafeteria trays in our children's schools schools are training grounds for obesity sorrow and short painful lives statistics suggest we most certainly need a so-called nanny state like we do for meds booze tobacco weed smack meth... sugar is a drug as addictive as cocaine and anything else out there and it kills |
I agree with you We will include rotted teeth "You are what you eat" |
i am what i eat which means right now i'm a fruit soon to be elk stew |
My teeth are perfect My weight is normal. Good bones I am just lucky I've eaten my share Crave it steadily at times Be the death of me, Yet. Triglycerides Run too high, sorry to say What about my heart? |
PS I am toast Tomales, chicken and rice Salad, nuts and pie |
Life feels good today I worked hard out in the yard Now I sit down. Plop! |
five years old standing next to mom's dead body a needle in her arm private funerals are for families whose shame is stronger than love i've walked a tightrope over a sea of glass shards but i didn't fall i was just lucky mom says i live a charmed life no more complaining my anger hugs me like an old friend who forgot i'm a deceiver there is still music in my heart and in the air i can almost dance |
"nanny state" is here addictions for all seasons quite profitable |
I'm wordless, my friend My heart knows wherefore you come My sister. Cold. Dead Her boy found her there His own mother. Unmoving Day before Christmas OD'd on Oxy Handful down. Forgot to breathe No lesson was learned I loved her dearly She who was funny and smart Gone now and for what I got very drunk I screamed, tore open my skin In bed for a week Laid her near Mama Sang a song to send her on And let the tears come |
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