Fee-fi-fo-fum
we’re warned
when appetites
know few bounds
when ice cream
is joy
for breakfast
lunch
and supper

I’ll eat it all
we smile
as our plates
burgeon
ever-filled
by parents
supplanting
food
for love

Finish your lunch
you’ll get
just desserts
and pay no price
save that bloated
feeling
of too much
candy
Sugar rush
euphoria

Fast forward
fum-fo-fi-fee
to adult illusions
Sucked in gut
Crash diet
oblivion
Don’t eat it all
Manage portions
Just cut
stuff out

How?
How can I move
away from
love
when it’s
what I’ve been
told
is good for me
always?

I’ll eat it all
I’ll eat it all
’til there’s no more
worth eating
I’ll swallow
this planet
and everything on it
before I’ll admit
I am bloated
and feeling
ever so slightly
just a little sick

[From Dan’s prompt: “Omnivorous”]