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23Feb/11

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Quarks - I Walk

Choice Cuts: the Lost Poems of Dr. Atkins

One would be forgiven for holding the opinion that Dr. Robert Atkins was merely the modern world’s foremost dietician, a man consumed by a love of meat. After all, who but Atkins’ own relatives knew that, all during the years of the regimen, the years of fame and famine, Atkins was writing poems like the following:

Pasta
Hermit carbs
Hiding in the whorls
Of their pasta shells

Spooky Action, Up Close
If you are what you eat
Then you, Victoria
You’re bologna on rye
And I’m, alas, salami

Isabella
Chew your mortadella, Isabella
And forget the canyons of dessert
Where at glazed bottom lies naught
But grief regret and hurt.

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