Tic-Tacs, Orbit Gum,
slimy Beef Jerky.
What’s a huge Hershey Bar
with Almonds doing on the
rack near the National Enquirer?
Stealthily, this diabetic
puts it in her cart, along
with my healthy foods.
Driving home, I tear off the
brown paper wrapping, and
munch on it while the raindrops
pound on my windshield.
Is it worth losing my eyesight,
or having my toes amputated to
satisfy a five-minute taste
extravaganza?
The windshield wipers
sigh.