July 17, 2006

Regrets

The food
inside my intestines
advances like a jungle animal

stalking me in small leaps
three inches, five inches at a time
seizing ground

rumbling
fixing me frightened to a point

because a jungle animal
doesn't care how nice you are
or how much you need sleep
or how sorry you are
that you ate too much and
drank too much
too much

and neither does the food
inside my intestines.


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Me? I'd cut the last stanza. It goes without saying.

But that's just me.

Posted by: xian at July 17, 2006 9:08 AM

I think you'll be glad to learn that I actually cut the original last stanza, which read "what I'm saying here is that the food inside my intestines is like a jungle animal."

-Cecil

Posted by: cecil vortex at July 17, 2006 9:11 AM

Jungle boogie = Tum Tum Club?

Posted by: heroic imp at July 17, 2006 9:52 AM

Ditto on what Xian said, for what it's worth....

Or else: "The food in my intestines is a pooma."

Posted by: Yaniv at July 18, 2006 2:39 PM

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