Nothing gets as hungry as fat. ~ David S

A hundred extra pounds or so,
and the message from head
to subordinates demands consumption
of thousands on thousands of extra fat
or my preferred building blocks…
grains of sugar disguised as ice cream,
apple fritters, scones, cookies,
and their other ilk.
They’re crafty, those fat pounds,
convincing the brain treats fix all,
of deserving, of rights, of needs for rewards.
But when the fat has ruined the life,
has created chaos, has become enmeshed
in emotions quashed, in gluttony unchecked,
then we’ve learned to work twelve steps
and turn it over to supportive people
relying on a Power surpassing
the power of fat cells.