I was still a little hungry after we came home from dinner tonight, so I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a little bread with peanut butter. Andrea followed me in there and started inspecting the contents of the containers of leftovers in the fridge until she settled on a bowl of cantaloupe. But it was I, not she, who hadn’t gotten full from dinner. So after a few bites she had a moment of self-consciousness and frantically put the lid back on the bowl of cantaloupe. While doing so she burst out the following string of sentences in rapid succession: “Why am I eating?!…I’m eating because you are!…Why are you eating?!” I immediately recognized in her outburst a certain poetic quality, which I appreciated with an audible chuckle while finishing my bread. Only to realize, a few seconds later, that what she said had a specific syllabic structure. Thomas (our friend who writes the zine “Haiku A Day”), this little after-dinner snack is for you:
Why am I eating?
I’m eating because you are!
Why are you eating?
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1 Thomas // Apr 18, 2008 at 8:31 pm
The fridge is tempting
With many tasty delights
You must resist it
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