so talk to me about this new diet

my body will betray me

or the chances are high at least

one of these parts— 

maybe the skin  

or a less thought of organ— 

will turn oatmeal cream pies

into diabetes

or aluminum cans

into cancer

or maybe my mind will slip

or maybe my feet will

at twenty-nine i’m still

acting like i’m invincible

while invisible

forces make their way through, take

the codes that are written and re-write them

and i feel helpless

with so much in the balance

but the older i get, the more it seems

it is more me betraying my body

and less my body betraying me