'11 OverW8 Dave pt. 8

'11 OverW8 Dave pt.8

 

 

 

OverW8 Dave pt. 8

 

 

 

 


Oh No! Here I am, failing the year once again.

 

What mixed signals is my mind trying to send?

 

I really was not expecting to write a heavy part eight.

 

 

 

I guess I'll just have to whine of all the pastas I ate...


 What a wavering mass I must carry...holding me back

 

 

 

All the overeating leaves me sluggish and out of whack


On the contrary, my fattiness is lying to me...again

 

 

 

Blaming pasta's, for they really are a healthy trend


I'd sneak in THE Burger only to slurp it down with some beer

 

 

 

indulging my moment with a smile hoping nobody can hear


My eyes wander as I scarf it down only to pause and chuckle

 

 

 

As the holidays fade, I save the family from the lonely truffles

 

 

 

What a Swamper I've become with veins of slime

 

Withering my life away...one metric ton at a time

 

 

 

My days seem to come and go as I breathe my way...to the kitchen

 

Plenty of support visits me throughout, though chosing not to listen


Days and nights fly just as fast as the food in my hands

 

 

 

Wheezing...wondering just how far the fat skin expands


Quietly, I smile away at the severity of my situation...disrespectfully

 

 

 

Daydreaming of the day, that the 'silent' joke will kill me...indefinitely

 

 

 


©David Joel Rodriguez

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Canola or Olive?

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