Wednesday, October 12, 2005

(King Size) Snickers Bar

I ate you, but I knew I oughtnt'a.
You were made of sugar, cocoa butter and palm kernel oil.
You may have contained almonds.
You were so big, you were three servings.
I ate you, but I knew I oughtnt'a.

I found you, where you lurked indefinitely.
I got a glass of ice water, but I wanted chocolate.
I was typing e-mails, and for some reason I opened my desk drawer.
You were there. I put you there, I think. I know not when.
I found you, where you lurked indefinitely.

I ate you, but I knew I oughtnt'a.
When I grabbed you, I told myself I would not eat all of you.
The first several bites of you were good. You gave me no trouble.
Those last few bites of you, I knew I'd done us both wrong.
I ate you, but I knew I ougthnt'a.

Two glasses of ice water don't change the fact that I ate you, knowing I oughtnt. They just hide the indigestion.

For now.

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