Yesterday

Written 100 years ago but I had to put something up

YESTERDAY

Yesterday I ate 3 pieces of cheesecake, 1 cannoli , 1 can of sardines and drank 3 pellagrino blood orange sodas. That's it. The extent of my accomplishments. Oh wait. I smoked a whole pack of cigarettes. Depression is boring and fattening. Fifty years ago I wrote a poem that began “Yesterday I ate 16 oranges”, followed by something else I’d eaten and how much I’d consumed of whatever it was. My sister was keeping a naked Norwegian in her bathtub at the time, and he was in the poem too. I forget the circumstances. All day I have eaten 0 anything because the dogs got it first. Only the cellophane was left, licked clean.