Another Poem for Plurk

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I am a baby in my crib
crying
I'm cold, I'm lonely
Hold me, love me. . .
and you give me a bottle.

I am a child, locked in my room,
crying
I'm hurt, I'm lonely,
Hold me, love me. . .
and you give me cookies.

I am a adolescent, imprisoned in my fears
crying
I'm afraid, I'm lonely,
Hold me, love me. . .
and you give me pizza and the TV Guide.

I am a woman, trapped in self
crying
I'm lost, I'm lonely
Hold me, love me . . .
and it's too late.

A Poem About Being Fat

I want to share this with my Plurk friends and this seemed better than making them wade though all the stuff at my page of poetry.

You Think You Have Problems--
There are People Starving. . .

Poor thing,
are you hurt?
Here's some cookies and milk
to make it all better.
Another box of cookies, please,
some more ice cream. . .
anything to
satisfy the gnawing hunger
within;
body overfed
my spirit starves.

Cases of cookies can't fill the
abysmal nothingness
inside
and others' eyes can't see past
fat
to where
the bones are sticking out
in my soul.

Overeating and Sex

I initiated a small discussion over on Plurk about weight, eating and sex. The older I get, and the further I get from real opportunities for satisfying sex, the more aware I become of how I eat more when I am in the mood for sex. I've tried Googling the topic and there seems to be no research on it. It SEEMS like a no brainer to me, but I am a fat woman who has long been aware that her tendency to over indulge extends beyond food.

I would love to get some serious conversations going with other women about their experiences around this.

A Little Dieting Humor

The Importance of Walking

• Walking can add minutes to your life. This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at $7000 per month.
• My grandpa started walking five miles a day when he was 60.Now he's 97 years old and we don't know where he is.
• I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
• The only reason I would take up walking is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.
• I have to walk early in the morning, before my brain figures out what I'm doing.
• I joined a health club last year, spent about 400 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to go there.
• Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise', I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
• I do have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.
• The advantage of exercising every day is so when you die, they'll say, 'Well, she looks good doesn't she.'
• If you are going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country.
• I know I got a lot of exercise the last few years......just getting over the hill.
• We all get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our heads.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

AND
Every time I start thinking too much about how I look, I just find a Happy Hour bar and by the time I leave, I look just fine.

You could run this over to your friends but why not just e-mail it to them