by Samuel Goldsmith
243? Is your scale broken?
I’m afraid not, Mister Goldsmith.
That stress goes straight to your waist.
Might I suggest a lifestyle change?
I recommend you eat more green food
and fewer red alerts.
But Doc, I already buried my checkmarks out back.
I’m as unverified as a midnight snack,
yet I can’t keep from being captive,
a captain about to capsize and
drown alive. Ain’t there a cure for that?
I apologize, Mister Goldsmith, but we can’t
medically induce a fulfilling life like
we can a coma.