Am I The Only One? 9.15.2014

Am I The Only One?


When I’m alone with no one there

To stare or glare or comment –

No evaluation,


I can eat without discrimination,

Never caring about

Manners, choice of food, the combination

Or the volume.

I can eat, oh boy, can I consume!

Soups and pasta, brussel sprouts,

Meatballs, beans, the means

A spoon – no cutting, slicing.

Cheeks like hamsters,

Stuffing in and crooning satisfactorily.

Oh yes, coffee

With a pie I’ve baked,

Nibbling the parts liked best.

Crust? Nah, the syrupy and gooey top.

It’s mine, and I

Can mop up any parts I opt for.

Am I all alone in this?

I don’t think so.


Am I The Only One? 9.15.2014

Pure Nakedness; A Sense Of The Ridiculous;

Arlene Corwin


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