Eating chocolate strawberries
a little before midnight on a Thursday
while daydreaming about prom dresses.
Sinning against the code ofthe teenage girl diet
happily
with bite after bite of juicynature.
Yes, the almost solid Hershey syrup slipping down thethroat
to nest in the pale thighs that scream,
"Nomore!"
But taste buds win the ahh, yum battle
with a cry forone more berry.
Oh, sleepy indulgence fills the kitchen with an aura
ofperfection, romance and sugary blood.
I gossip in my head,
I now pity themodel's glossy hair and waist
knowing that she could never be as beautiful
as a meal of fruit and fudge.