Long as my memory
battles with gluttony
A fatty's appetite from the first day of nursery.
He followed me to primary
school I was insatiable
I'd sit waiting for seconds,
thirds,
alone at the table.
God as my witness
eating like nobodies business
rare my plate not heaped,
light work for the beast.
A ready grin with bright teeth,
gut instinct said yes please
the way to my heart
Cake my closest enemy
Scrambled eggs when I rise
to fuel a steady drive.
O sweet coffee jet propels
the price is crash, burn.
One thing I've learnt:
food pulls strings.
living for grub, there's never enough
better to eat to live.
