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The Sirens of Aisle 3
The list is very specific.
Fruit, vegetables, pulses—
All the things that please
The Heart Foundation
And bear its logo,
The badge of dietary approval.
But once there, basket in hand,
The rhythmic beat is heard—
A subliminal calling,
Like primal chanting in the jungle.
Unconsciously, as if in a trance,
The body answers. “Mmmmm….”
Drawn as if posessed,
Towards Aisle 3,
Unable to stay away
From the sirens who call you.
Sirens in the shape of biscuits.
Chocolate biscuits.
Until, later that night,
When the groceries are unpacked
You find yourself startled
To find things there
That you have no memory of buying.
A deep breath, a sigh,
But you have them now
And it would be a waste
Not to eat them.
Wouldn’t it?
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