He's Eating Prunes

 


He's Eating Prunes

(She's Leaving Home)


Wednesday morning at five o'clock

As the day begins

Silently closing the bathroom door

Leaving a dump but he hoped would leave more

 

He goes down the stairs to the kitchen

Opening the refrigerator

Quietly humming a radio tune

Opening a bottle of prunes

 

He, ... (he knew all of the rules)

Is eating (how to manage soft stools)

Prunes (he’d tried every diet there was)

 

He sits on the throne but he’s not wearing a crown

Picks up the magazine that's lying there

Sitting alone at the top of the chair

He breaks down and cries to himself

Finally the drought is over

He didn’t realize that it would happen so soon

All from a bottle of prunes

 

He (always had trouble passing motions)

Is eating (had trouble passing motions)

Prunes (he struggled hard all his life to pass by)

He's eating prunes, to keep his guts in tune for so many years

 

Friday morning, at nine o'clock

Another day

He has to go to the toilet at noon

His body is regular from prunes

 

He (didn’t know his diet was wrong)

Is eating (he didn't know it was wrong)

Prunes  (Prunes are the one thing that money can't buy)

Something inside, that was always denied

For so many years

He’s eating prunes

 


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