metacognition

At first I was fed with a little spoon

and considered it the main impediment

to the satisfaction of my desire

for more, bigger, faster.

I imagined a conveyor belt

bolted at the chin,

a supply chain ever more efficiently

grinding up and pulverizing

everything in its path

to stoke the flames

of my hunger.

But then,

the corpulent sofa

was ripped out from under me

and delivered for dinner