Dine on Your Hubris

For Yom Kippur
I weakened and broke my fast.
I fought the good fight
but couldn’t hack it.
I lacked resolve
and after two hours off food
I had a turkey leg
and some fries
and a shake
and a couple bacon cheese burgers
and cocaine.

Some years,
your faith
or your god’s faith in you
is mighty
and you can achieve the impossible.
Some years,
you dine on your own hubris
and shit it out.

Some years,
it goes another way.

This year,
it went another way
after one hundred
and eleven minutes.

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