turkey day eve

well, it's another thanksgiving.

which leaves me wondering:
where did this whole thing come from? was it really abraham lincoln? how is our nation so ridiculous that we disguise our gluttony with so-called "thanks"?

this is perplexing.

but i still welcome that tryptophan-loaded turkey.

more so the can-shaped cranberry sauce, sliced with a butter knife.

thanksgiving, thanksgiving,
it's not about living,
it's all about eating our whole lives away.

thanksgiving, thanksgiving,
it's all worth forgiving,
that one vice of gluttony just for one day.

what can i say, holidays make me a poet.

[yes i know. thanksgiving is about family. families bond over food. necessary "evils." necessary delicious "evils."]

peace,
marissa