Bread Guilt Free

I wish I could eat bread without guilt

Without thoughts of where it’s going

Because I don’t want it there

I picture my perfect body

And my perfect body wants to be eating bread, guilt free

Zero consequences

Hardly a thought about it

I want to drop acid with my friends

And lay on the carpet in fine clothing

While he transforms into a frog in the bathroom

I picture his green skin

His perfect body

The perfect body that eats bread, guilt free

Zero consequences

Hardly a thought about it

Instead I’m on a knoll,

In a park

Doing math to measure the distance from me and society

So I can take my mask off and feel the sun.

I don’t want to be one of the maskless masses heralding the return of nothing

I’m only heralding the losses

Suffering the cost of uncertainty

Thinking about eating bread, guilt free