The coin fell        and the

Machine burped into action,     its belly

Rumbling,                      promising the delivery of

Instant overly salted,         high

Cholesteroled       delicious            snacking

Something in its     shiny face

Uncurled, and the bag of crisps                leaned

Towards me               almost dropping.

Almost

but      not

quite

And I am left       hungry

But perhaps the                healthier for it

Perhaps the wiser

Without it