Greyhounds at Gulf Greyhound Park (closed June 2020)

Courtesy Galveston County Daily News

Acting on Obsession

Have you ever had the urge to splurge,

the hinge to binge, the rage to fill,

the prescription of your election?

The flavor that you savor, ample pie,

topped with whipped cream waiver,

tip you over into a buttery cringe,

that fattens the edge of your affliction?

Do you supersize with craving eyes,

and add "the works" to your concoction?

Does the smell of barbecue and bacon mix,

to put meat on your fatty complexion?

Do you go deep into your Internet hole,

seeking a sexual, new high goal?

When you can't find it on your street bare,

kill the perpetrators right in their lair?

Bet on the ponies for your next big score,

push the button on the one armed whore,

listening to the bells chime, more, more, more.

There is a pill to solve every itch and affliction,

if one pill is good, two pills are better,

why follow the prescription to the letter?

If one pill makes you larger than life,

then two pills should make you soar,

to grow your mighty insatiable addiction,

until you beg for gore, and more.

Beat me with a stick so I feel better,

we are so codependent down to the letter,

suicide is next for the ultimate high,

why should we let another day go by?

Check your obsessions at the door,

see what you crave, too much, too more,

don't come knocking on my door,

go cold turkey for all I care.

Copyright 2021 © Ronald W. Hull

3/18/21

You can read and print this poem at my website here.