I just eat chocolate now. Who are you to judge me?
It’s not like I have much longer to go
My life doesn’t need to be lengthened by healthy eating
It is reaching its end. A day or a week less doesn’t matter anymore
I like the taste and the comfort of its texture
And the ease of how it melts and just slips down my throat
Now swallowing has become an issue
It gives me the comfort that as every sense starts to fade
The sweetness is something that I can still enjoy
As my memories have mainly gone, now it is chocolate
That is evocative of happy days without me consciously knowing so
Easter, Christmas, Birthdays, Valentine’s, Anniversaries
Chocolate as a gift to bring joy
Nights on the sofa watching TV and eating chocolate one square at a time
I can’t really remember those days just the taste and association of a joint guilty pleasure shared
But I know that it is something that mattered to me and my love
Please don’t worry about my final food of choice
It is one of my last joys left. Please don’t take it away from me
With your imbedded belief that healthy eating matters
Right at the end, it does not. A piece of fruit will not prolong my life
So please do not fret or worry or try to deny me this pleasure
Now that I’ve reached the point when I will only eat chocolate
Gillian Passman
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