Saturday, July 17, 2010

unfabulous

fat
don't fit
can't snap
back into shape
into line
into time's fine weave
i don't believe
in change
though growth is a different matter
a scatter of seed
of stars
of shards
is all i need
to end this cruel charade
parade pathetic
such a sham
i am
pretender extraordinaire
such flair in deceit
if only the conceit could last
the paint the mask
the role the whole
thing just falls apart
because i lie
at the heart
i hate
i hate
what i've become
what i will never be
can never see
past my own glasses
i'm past this
shaft this
throw in the towel
take up the blade
and be
oh so selfish
plan the escape
but falter at the hurdle
if only your girdle
would fit
but you're too fat
so fat
fatuous
flatulous
flabby and foul
unfabulous
and how