Euell Gibbons was an idiot,
“some parts are edible” my ass!
These things we eat; pride,
shit and crow can grow inside
and go malignant while we sleep.
A new baby blue Hoodie-Footie
Snuggle Suit may keep me warm
as death takes one cell after another,
but there is no Magic Bullet
for those of us that pine alone
at night in the dark and dial
the New York Ladies chat line.
I ordered a can of expanding foam
from a Billy Mays TV commercial
because this gap in my chest
is becoming just a bit unmanageable.