Poems of Hungry Fingers: The Art of Eating
> Wayne Stein, PhD> Doc “Needs More Fried Food” Nirvana>
Confession!
I Love You!
My Dearest
Hot Meal! Fondle
My Bootie Foodie
Freak of Lustfulness!
My Sexy Legs
Of Lasagna!
As an
overweight
influencer
artist of
consumption!
of more
more, and
please more!
Respect
me.
All Food
adores me.
Break up
with you?
Never, ever,
Never leave
that path
of just
desserts!
We merge
into
a digestive
unity of
lustful,
freaky
eating
obsessions!
Unite,
come
with me
My Love
Buffet!
Your sexy
drum legs,
Your sensual
cherry lips!
Your greasy
aroused beef
tongue!
I must
Enter into
Your All You
Can Eat!
Buffet!
Now!
Now!
Now!
Please me!
Feed me!
Have more
food
will
travel far to
eat you!
You name it,
I shall
eat it!
I shall
return!
However,
my addiction
almost cost
me
my life!
For
I grew up in
Los Angeles
Such yummy
in my tummy
Specials
Relationship
with hybrid
sexy
foods.
More! More!
More!
Korean Tacos!
Mexican Sushi!
Fried Chickens!
Fried Anything!
Eat you up!
Mine! Mine! Mine!
Foodnote
I was once overweight. Many in my family died of diabetes. We all love to eat. And my family was very creative when they cooked.
One day, my doctor said I suffer from pre-diabetes. Then I recall that my mother made me whatever I desired. She was a master chef.
She knew the food at the school was terrible, so she often brought me a big cheese hamburger and fries with a coke. I was in Heaven. After that, all the spoiled kids had their mothers do the same. I am sure they still do today.
Irritable Bowl Syndrome (IBS)
Growing up in Korea, Japan and Italy, I learned to love different types of food. However, I suffered from Irritable Bowl Syndrome (IBS) which meant I got sick at least once a week. I would be up all night in pain holding my stomach.
Then I came up with an idea! Only eat vegetables and fruits. What if I changed how I ate?
That was the first week in my life I did not get sick. I am still a vegetarian today.
I also lost weight because one can eat larger quantities of vegetables and feel full but it not be fatty. Chinese Buddhist temples make some of the best vegetarian meals.
That is what sparked me to try. I am happy I did. Other family members died young, yet I am still here.
I also did a lot of research. I will post how I eat and how tasty it is.
COMING!
Amen. Thank Buddha!
“Amituofo!”
We are
made of light
and love,
not of
grease and
fried
food!
So
I divorced
my foodie
fondlustness
and now
practice
mindful
eating!
