Monday, April 19, 2010

Uneasy

There's a garlic knot
in my stomach.

And a sugar lump
in my throat.

So, yeah. I guess
you could call me
an emotional eater.

1 comment:

  1. taylor, thanks for ruining the garlic knot.

    i really like this idea of using food as symptoms for ___. (i guess a general emotional unease?) it's not very clear in your poem, but "emotional eater" is a loaded term and i think it may be doing more work than it should. i'd like more food symptoms though b/c at the last stanza you haven't earned the "So yeah. I guess..." it's like the speaker of this poem is pre-empting a reader's judgment before the reader has time to really form one. my first response before the end was, "oh. he does not feel well."

    although i think the last stanza reads a bit defensive, i think this sense of self criticism could really work for the poem, as most emotional eaters know what they are doing. (as i push my nutella jar/spoon closer to me...).

    taking the comfort from food and making it painful, or at least uncomfortable, is really great. i think you can play with it more.

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