Daddy insisted more holes
were for pepper, for he WANTED more.
That was years ago, but even then
warnings about blood pressure
would have cautioned the wisdom.
I’m like that — not about salt and pepper,
for of that Daddy taught me well.
But set cake and broccoli out
and my nature sends me to the sugar.
Give me computer games and meditation
and Angry Birds, shisen, spider sol
leave meditation at the starting gate, no contest.
If I want to reduce the pressure — blood and otherwise —
it’s time to set things up, to use the tools I have,
to plan ahead to receive more of what I really want
and less of things I one perceived to comfort me.