Julianna Eisner
Apr 15, 2014

Inside these dimensions of my prison,
paralyzed, immobilized,
shattered in fragments of fear,
I utter stifled screams
from my body heap,
piled on the hardwood floor

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g

trapped, desolate and
wretched in mind,
what is left of me after invasion and ravage?

Chase away this these vultures and thieves,
so to shut out this duality
blinding me,
a rabbit caught in headlights    
                                                  ­ up
                                        me
                   ­        pick

For now I have remained silent,
less the words I have spoken to you,
to reconstruct and repair
this shattered Self,
seeking guidance.
(Until further notice)

i love you.

and

let's
just
run
away

Drowning inside hands.
A fluorescent chime.
Skin scrubbed radiation.
Force-feeding plastic and sugar and flesh.
Pushing and pulling until tendons flail weathered
Up. And. Down.
Up and down upanddown until the store of powders, prints, nails tumble out carmine and is sobbing
gagging on a high chair.
The candied calculator like heart-shaped pupils and sticky soles.  
Opaque ID’s and strands of you abandoned in navy sheets.
Shoulder tassels taught on Adam’s apple.

Love stitches bedding and hollows bodies.
Love lights the West and lines waste baskets wet.
Love is a little girl vomiting into a lion’s den.

Felicia C
Felicia C
Jul 11, 2014

My nutritionist told me I need to increase my caloric intake and eat more carbs. I asked my nutritionist, “aren’t carbs bad for you?”
She said, “No. Carbs are not bad for you, carbs are an immediate energy source for your body to use, what’s bad for you is not eating enough and passing out at the end of the day like some pussy bitch. Now eat some carbs and get some meat on those bones before I order you a goddamn pizza myself.”

I should mention that my nutritionist is also my best friend. I call her Lady Reptar, because she is one. A lady, not a reptar, even though she’s twenty times more awesome than a dinosaur and fifty times nicer. She’s beautiful like a motherfucking daisy in the woods and she’s sharp and wittier than her cooking knives and she’s warmer than her father’s woodstove.

"So, do poppy seeds count as protein?"

August 2013

I feel like I am neurologically deficient
That a lot of my brain cells our missing
Like a punch drunk doped up punk boxer
A pimply muscle bound moron on steroids
Hanging out at my old high school locker
No shocker that I am no medical doctor
But I always thought I’d be just a bit better
I guess on average I am a little bit smarter
But the bar is set so low that it requires
Very little to grow and go over it, you know
In comparison to the other young men
I may be grandstanding and one upping them
But when it comes to grand scheme of things
When compared to past people
Who shared my glorious dreams
Like Percy Shelley and John Keats
Like Ginsburg and the other Beats
I think I am drifting of course just a bit
Lest we all forget the shit cut the crap to fit in it
Maybe I’m okay few travel this way anyways
So who’s to say if I’m doing it the wrong or the right way
But I still feel like my brain needs a chemical treatment
A diet with more nutrient and sufficient Supplements
Because I’m feeling neurologically deficient

Bulging from your nutrition
Joshua Haines
Joshua Haines
Feb 28, 2014

Bulging from your nutrition
My life suspended
Don’t let me go
I don’t want to be bruised

not of nutrition
Darrell Wade Elverum

Soul to feed,
from origins
of the first love,
not greed,
not of nutrition
but fruition,
and of need.

Starts with belief.

As promised!
Famished of nutrition
Flawless Contradictions

Velvet lovers swim into a purple nest
Meeting at a hysteria they cant resist
A thousand  molecules crowding at their  skin
Famished of nutrition
But sustained by birth

Do you ever feel like you can't leave a person?  When in  a new relationship everything seems so nice but give it time.  He is not the man you thought he was. You stay as he is bashing your face in.  I don't mean ever guy is like this. Women have  issues as well.
At first—a scant nutrition
Emily Dickinson

773

Deprived of other Banquet,
I entertained Myself—
At first—a scant nutrition—
An insufficient Loaf—

But grown by slender addings
To so esteemed a size
’Tis sumptuous enough for me—
And almost to suffice

A Robin’s famine able—
Red Pilgrim, He and I—
A Berry from our table
Reserve—for charity—

our morning Nutrition:
CharlesC
CharlesC
Mar 4, 2013

finding this morning
awareness of loss
the obituary entry
this physical sense..
those lesser deaths
portrayed as loss
fill electronic news..
Approaching loss
or loss Approaching..?
loss seems woven
into our fabric..
our morning Nutrition:
approaching is longing
to locate disclosures
of buried light
under the garments
we wear...

In an orgy of ill-advised but sensual nutrition
Bob Sterry
Bob Sterry
Jul 25, 2014

Soft curdled interior now at its eutectic
Holds a bifurcated square of gluten
Equally carbonized together
In an orgy of ill-advised but sensual nutrition

In a poetic city this could be a menu item. Comes with a small green salad?
#food   #sensuality   #toast   #cheese   #gluten  
 
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