Kerri Shying R # 321 - Floraphagy

Floraphagy

what happens if you

don’t eat      I can tell you

first your stomach

grows less             shrinks from

a bubble

to a dish of honey walnut

all words now

just the colours

not the tastes                         interior

small noises    feel quite pleasant            oh

at some time the sense of being thoughtless

descends            a vague tap on the small door

of the brain by a frantic mouse

says you want to eat              the door

stays locked             I have to lumber up

using energy I don’t have

thinking with my drained brain

standing in the kitchen

knowing I have to eat            to tick that box

outside I look at pots of Cosmos flowers

waving in the fierce winds

set there to remind me

nothing grows

in thin air               everything has roots

in soil             the small hairs feasting on the tasties

borne in water  held in crumbs  I seize the roll

I’m eating now

I’m off