Too much

My body doesn't need needles and tests to know when it needs help.

The very night I eat the wrong things it begins hammering at my mind. Telling me I've had too much sugar, too many carbs, too much, too much, too much . . .

Sharp pains throb through my big toe.

Burning pain lights up my second toe.

I dream of drinking water that does not slake my thirst.

And I awaken soaked in perspiration.

My body is acutely tuned in to the way it is treated and it is impossible to fool it.