This one is short and sweet, but is mostly inspired by my religion. I am an Eastern Orthodox Christian, and I fast. In my faith, we fast specifically from meat and dairy, as this is how Adam and Eve ate in the garden of Eden. For forty days before Christmas, we fast from meat and dairy.
I suck at fasting. We are called to practice humility, to pray more, to read more scriptures, give more alms, eat less, and think of others more. Somehow, I seem to be doing the opposite! I was never good at fasting, but I normally try my hardest. Today, I ate a roast beef sandwich for lunch, then chicken for dinner. The worst part? My family ate fish and I ate chicken.
Yup. I’m a great person.
But really though, I need to better myself in that way, so I wrote a poem about wanting to eat nothing but meat and milk. Because that’s where I’m at today, I just want more meat and more milk.
Boy aren’t I a fun guy? (I said to the no one who is reading my blog)
5. Food: What’s for breakfast? Dinner? Lunch? Or maybe you could write a poem about that time you met a friend at a cafe.
Vacancy that’s as sharp as a knife.
The ham drips with sweet glaze.
The rumbling undercutting the smell of bliss.
Milk, cold and refreshing milk.
A silent pain,
Forks meeting mouths
A horrific Hunger
Mouths meeting forks.
Silently wasting away.
Away. Away. Away.