Gluttonous

(an update on writing)

They say January is for
slimming down
drinking green smoothies
making bite-sized goals
that barely fill you up

Clean your closets!
Ease into the new year!
Downsize!
Minimize!

Moderation, yes—
that’s the ticket

But I’m over here HOARDING

Gobbling up ideas
indulging in words
stuffing another dream
in my heart

My hopes don’t fit
in my jeans
I can barely zip my jacket
above my overstuffed soul

I keep adding
to my plate
carbo-loading
my craft

So much for savoring

the words are
s c r e a m i n g
for dear life

Piling up
spilling over
like garlic butter sauce
dripping down the side of
my mind

Wipe the edges clean?
HA!
I keep coming back
for more

What a gluttonous, glorious mess

Spontaneous poems (like this!)
Half-written essays
Underused adjectives
Books (there, I said it!)

Bubbling up
in my brain and gut
the bloating is reluctant
the pressure almost too much
stretching my skin
my skull

Syllables and sentences—
where can they all go?

I cram them in my pockets
of time

More!
More!
More!

Until I’m a waddling marshmallow man
ready to explode.

I wonder what will happen
if I do.