The abundance
The freedom of waste
the spoiling of it all
the complacence
The unaware
the enemy of my frugality
the worship of weakness
of frail line pumped nutrition
A world obese
A world negligent
God treat my bones
treat my muscle
push me against the wind
Against the rockface
Make me harder
send me to survive
In this waning realm
where one only feasts
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