Vomitus

It really grosses me out.

Vomitus
JCD Kerwin

I’d really like to know
why all these people
feel the need to eat
ten different times
a day.

As I sit in my cube
(a classy, simple drab-gray),
all I hear is crinkle,
crunch,
gulp,
and munch.

Makes me nauseous
when I think
they’re insides must be saying,
“Slow down, please!”

How can you really
completely digest
the oatmeal and bagel
from breakfast,
in time to inhale
a pound of leftover
lasagna?
(Remember to sneak it
in-between
your snacks of
chips and cottage cheese.)

I can’t help to wonder
what the hell they eat
for dinner.
No wonder this country
can no longer fit in its jeans.

(Sept. 2014)

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