Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort. ~ Charles Dickens

A pimpled face? Sure, most often fatty foods
somehow come before. And pimpled bodies
where extra flab memorializes mounds of sweets.
And those same excesses perpetuate entropy
in the stinking thinking in my head. Too much excess,
unrestrained self-pity, resentments, shame,
fear…they are the the decadence.
My pimpled mind, their monument.