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William Matthews - On A Diet
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Eat all you want 
but don’t swallow it. 
—Archie Moore 


The ruth of soups and balm of sauces 
I renounce equally. What Rorschach saw 
in ink I find in the buttery frizzle 
in the sauté pan, and I leave it behind, 
and the sweet peat-smoke tang of bananas, 
and cream in clots, and chocolate. I give 
away the satisfactions of food and take 
desire for food: I’ll be travelling light 


to the heaven of revisions. Why be 
adipose: an expense, etc., 
in a waste, etc.? Something like 
the body of the poet’s work, with its 
pale shadows, begins to pare and replace 
the poet’s body, and isn’t it time?
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