Getting Fat Is Easy
The devil likes us fat. Dieting is a struggle
Getting Fat Is Easy
Why is it easy to get fat
like gravity decided my hips are a hobby
like cookies sneak into my pocket
and whisper “eat me, it’s fine”
I walk past a bakery
and suddenly my legs develop a mind of their own
my hands grab a donut like they’ve been trained
by some sinister pastry academy
I try to diet
but my fridge opens like it knows I’m weak
the butter winks at me
the cheese waves hello
and my lettuce cries quietly in the corner
I jog a little
and my thighs stage a protest
my arms pack extra pounds
like they need backup
and my reflection takes notes
why is it easy to get fat
and hard to melt it away
because somewhere a cosmic chef
is laughing with a giant spoon
stirring my life into a cake
and the scale, the traitor,
gives me a standing ovation
while I eat ice cream for comfort
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
What a poem that really does ask questions without answers. A poem for health seekers who need help to keep eating healthy. Good job.
I love the imagery of the cosmic chef stirring our lives into a cake. I never thought about it this way. Some things are just so addictive, aren't they?
Tell me about it, I need to drop 30 Kg according to various things I read, but I manage to keep myself level, but I know how easy it would be to balloon, I can resist anything but temptation, excellent words