Dioxide Diet
For years, I built-up energy,
Laying-down my layers of fat
As batteries, never running flat.
But now, those bonds are breaking free,
Are draining-down, are being spent,
Are liquified to pay the rent.
Each breath contains a piece of me,
A tiny sliver of my store
That was sequestered years before –
As all those good times, all that glee,
Each choc’late cream or hearty stew,
Escapes my lips as CO2.
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