Kerboom. Pulling the trigger…
trigger foods, that is.
Eating and eating and eating
way past discomfort,
miles beyond full,
an astonishing amount
I’d rather not put words to,
I’d prefer you not see…
my comfort foods
that only long ago
really delivered comfort
but that now bring the opposite.
They vary. Chips and salsa?
Actually I can eat recklessly
but I can also decide to stop at three
and I do. But now sugar…
any kind of sugar…
although I dislike ginger,
prefer to avoid cinnamon,
those would never stop me
if the only sweets around
abound therein.
Trigger foods.
Foods that try to kill me
every time I try a bite or two
and follow with days of gluttony.