Duct-tape Cure Vinegar in a glass cup is poured down my esophagus to cleanse the stomach and intestines of build-up, dross-like crud coating smooth tissues, permeability decreased until this acid scours encrusted hamburger, fries, doughnuts, junk food indigestible, stripped of nutrients my cells need to mine chemicals used to construct proteins and energy, fatigue I endure, a heaviness that accompanies a diet unhealthy, unconcerned with substance rather filler, a place-holder for when I shall awaken in elder years to find a body ransacked and infested with disease.
S.P. Flannery was born in La Crosse, Wisconsin, and now resides in Madison. His poetry has appeared in Random Acts of Writing, Revival, Bolts of Silk, Poetry Salzburg Review and The Blotter. More of his work may be viewed at: http://spflannery.wordpress.com .