Not My Food

(Credit to Miranda O)

A wedding with a bride's cake
and a groom's. A basket of Valentine candy,
picked through, but still sitting there.
The newest Blizzard flavor.
Those drive-through windows
ready to serve up an apple fritter
in exchange for a dollar and a quarter.
The ultimate dare of an all-you-can-eat buffet.
The perpetually full cookie jar
beside the coffee pot.
Blue Bell ice cream back on the shelf.

It would drive me crazy,
propel me to five hundred pounds
were it not for the simple truth.
My food is the food on my food plan.
That other stuff...
it's not my food.