I’m tired of trying to be healthy
Tired of being raw
Tired of trying to fix myself
Rather just be flawed and greasy and full of parasites
I’m a host
I love my worms
I’m a sugar fiend’n neurotransmitting coconut shrimp eating whore
I love this about me
I’m tired of fasting detoxing and cleansing
Tired of blending vita-mixing food processing and dehydrating
Tired of reading
Frequent boo-boo dumping
Tired of organic. Tired of pure. Tired of the new best one of a kind cure
Tired of chakra’s Ida’s and Pingala’s
Health food stores doctors and herb jars
noni, acai, goji and aloe vera
water. Tired of all this water
This is my healing water. This is my healing water.
Thank you Mantak Chia
Tired of yoga, running and incense
Tired of symbols and languages that don’t make sense
I speak English and that is fine with me
The secret is, I am a connoisseur of my neurosis
Thank you Reverend Mike
and I use to live on Beckwith St.
Eating melted cheese between grilled bread use to be so good to me
Now it is profane
and so is pizza, catfish and kool-aid
That darn discovery channel
Catfish and their menses
Turning men into Beeoches
But I loved my girl dog Khadija
But like all things vegetarian, I grew tired of her too.
I may have eaten her in my mystery meat China buffet fast food.
So you see,
I’ve failed at being healthy.
I’m ready to just Be.
Safiar Taliaferro (c) 2010
Originally written 3.15.09 in the playhouse on Euclid while waiting to see the one woman stage play Zora.