Last year I would eat bee hives
for breakfast instead of eggs I would
fry them and swallow them a big thorny
lump of bees in my throat for breakfast.
For lunch I would eat my fist I would
tuck it in my mouth knuckles first wrist last
and bite teary eyed my bones would be
soft and resistant like a carrot.
For dinner I would almost
starve myself I would take a spoonful of dust
eat the spoon but not eat the dust
and after this I was too full for dessert.