secret screen of a lavish
deluxe, delicate lush
Stuffing my face like a bloated monster
As I sneak into the scenes of a hole-in-the-wall kitchen
I imagine The strangers whisper desperately and seductively about the individual ingredients
Fresh and locally sourced
Like a sexy second helping
Thirty seconds and it’s over, I saw what I wanted to gorge on
I ate my meager vittles like a prisoner with their last meal, stuffing, stuffing
Stuffing like a stuffed turkey
I’m drugged, feeling guilty and helpless
I’m helpless to go right back to the NY style crust that uses their local water that gives it the texture and taste
It’s an addition to my addiction
Good poem for a food porn
Looking for the dirt, the dirty side dishes
Sneak a little bit on the side
I’m gonna hurl as I cram it all inside
It’s like you can’t jerk off without feeling lonely after, eating with the best food porn
Lonely so lonely, so full and lonely
That feeling of fullness with the aching feeling of pressure, heavy
I’m a poem for porn for food for thought
For dreams
For love
To dare,
Pop up the link like Pop-Tarts
Homemade with fresh strawberries
Strawberries more red and fresh and ripe and sweet,
So desperately sweet, you are lonely for that last bite
Like death awaiting you as you savor the moment of utter, deep, painful red.
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Melissa Ingoldsby
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The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
The Job, The Space between Us and Atonement published by JMS Books this year!!
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Comments (7)
Very good
This was an accurate depiction of an eating disorder. The writing is intense.
There's such a tension between pleasure and regret.
This was such a weird poem but in such a good way!! You balance food appreciation and addiction in such an interesting way here and encompass exactly why people love food so much, I know I do! I absolutely loved this!
Oooo, my favourite part was like a prisoner having his last meal. Loved your poem Merly!
I just bought a packages of strawberries yesterday and I suddenly feel dirty. Fuck it! Bring on the food porn.
This was a really interesting take, drawing so many similarities there. I really enjoyed this! Had to read through it twice. Really enjoyed the imagery throughout, great job!