(after Langston Hughes)
What happens to a cream puff, devoured?
Well it lies up
in my arteries, brazen and stunned,
Even when I CrossFit ’til I’m sore-
and then run.
Plus, it sinks (to my thighs) like submarines
And busts love handles over
my favorite jeans.
And then my butt sags
like a heavy load.
Oh, sugar overload!