FAT VERSES THIN
I can tell that you are thin from your poetry
it lacks the extra weight from dimpled cellulite
that opens the door by
bursting seams all over the place,
not pacing but facing
the world half naked and unclothed
from the virtual reality of being.
Hurtful you be,
for your efforts at sleighting me
and my kind with your verses
are remonstrance of the right of yourn
and your kind to be freer
than I.
I hate you, Thin One.
