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When I see the word “local” my eyes play a trick
and don’t read it like most others do
“nearby, immediate, close” doesn’t stick
instead the word splits right in two
my cyclical dieter’s brain sees “Lo – Cal”
the restricted, starving gal’s dream,
a carrot? some tuna! diet soda, your pal –
(Amid fantasies decked in ice cream)
deprivation’s the cure for your problem immense,
thunderous thighs, bubble butt, double chin –
the promise of lost pounds a great recompense
for the incessant search to be thin

by Melissa Kro.

Old habits die hard.

via Daily Prompt: Local

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