there is too much
eating going on.
look in the mirror
if you need proof.
i'm guilty too, i'm
not leaving myself
out of this one. i love
the cake, the pie,
the pot roast, and
don't even put a bag
of chips in front of
me. there is too much,
and it's too easy
to get. there's no
more churning butter,
or milking cows,
or shucking corn,
no more waiting for
the wheat to grow,
or plucking of chickens.
when i go to sleep
at night i can see
the neon glow of a
donut sign shimmering
down the block. yes.
moderation in
everthing, but french
toast and bacon, and
a fat eclair.