Blackhole

I am a black hole,
taking in matter in the form
of ice cream, cookies candy chocolate
cake funnels toward me.
I absorb salt-soaked chips and
grease-laden pizza.
I'll stretch peanut butter
and jelly out for a whole
loaf of bread,
stretch milk
for a whole box of cereal.
Nothing will escape me,
not even the light
of my lite power bars.
I am a blackhole!

Except...

I am not so powerful.
Items like celery,
lettuce and grapefruit
resist me.
Green pepper and
apples are left behind.
And I cannot turn
the energy of what I eat
into nothing,
or send it to another time.
It circles round me,
rings on a planet spinning
out of control.

~January 21, 2010