many little bites

I used to eat gluttonous meals really fast

and I loved them

I assumed my future

now I am just as pleased with a peanut-butter and  jelly

I can barely eat a thigh and surely not a whole leg or decide what to do

I will walk through the grave yard and imagine a future

I recall

my power stance

the new future will be far more humble

perhaps or as big as stars

defining myself, I do not need to hide or decide


About m.a. wood

writer, thinker, musician, teacher
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2 Responses to many little bites

  1. kirizar says:

    That was an odd juxtaposition–is it intended as a cautionary tale for over-eaters at the upcoming Thanksgiving/Christmas Holidays or are you just feeling a bit morbid tonight? (I could be projecting. Have been writing an obituary and drinking wine. Probably not the best place to judge poetic merit.)


  2. says:

    love it- and Nothing! I was able to get on the page but not seeing the poem Dawn that you wrote last week…. xoxoxoxo

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