Mark R Slaughter (1957)
Arrogance
I’m trouser-bursting fat; I’m gurner ugly –
Made in ways I brought upon myself:
Jam and cream and high esteem
– They melded in together, forever
Growing yellow lipid mounds.
So this is I, in love with chips –
Dripping with dripping –
Dipped in dips
Of course –
My lips enjoy a kiss
On greasy tucker;
Oily f*cker,
Licking the sauce –
It makes me high.
Now where’s the pie?
A mouth of this and mash
To follow with a rash or two of bacon,
Delight of mastication,
Drink, then deglutition.
Admonition came to mind: tell myself
The fattened bastard that I am
Was dying of an overload of calories,
Gorging on the devilries.
Ha! You think I care?
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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I felt like I was reading a personal diary from some lycra clad pavement blocker pushing fat babies in a double buggy across the concrete concourse outside Neon-World in Skegness. The only way isn't Essex, it's Ignorance.
Just love the undisguised disgust. Great write, Mark.