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Habitual grazing -

Mind my overly generous phrasing

Truth is, I’m a fat cow.


Plump but out of season,

Binging for no reason,

Yes -

A miserable little moo.


Nothing better to do?

No.

Fast, I need food -

Look,

I’m just not in the mood.


Okay?


Come on! Clog my artery,

Let me be the casualty -

If eating is an act of killing? Anyway

Sure do think so,

Seems so - I’m willing. I’ll lay,


Chilling

Carcasses.

Sour, spoilt, milk, eggs,

Deserving all that I get,

Drowning my dread.

My empty indulgence -

My swapped stomach and head.

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