where did this come from?

i wake up

and

roll out of bed,

then pinch

the side

of my stomach.

where did this new roll

of fat

come from.

this little spare

tire that

wasn't there

last week.

i haven't had a donut

in ages, or

pasta,

nor have i licked a cone

of ice cream

in months.

confused, i carry out

my bin

of empty gin 

and wine bottles

to the curb

for pick up.