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My Addiction - May 5, 2026

  • Gary Hunter
  • May 5
  • 1 min read

I like sweet and salty

but my craving is oily

 

butter soaking the toast,

the creamy squeeze in each bite

before it slips down the throat

 

or slathered over corn on the cob,

my lips and chin shining

as I pull away

 

coconut chewed to release

the sweet white fat till only

dry fibers stick to my teeth

 

whipped cream, of course

ice cream, even better

nuts, seeds, chips,

all kinds, anytime

 

yeah, they are like a fix,

an injection of heaven

when I just can’t take

one more bite of this world

 
 
 

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