The Fat In You Triumphs Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Fat In You Triumphs
as usual
the morning is swindled
upon the
intricacies of the
labyrinthine
syllables
the feet are impatient
for the walk
tramples upon a
lost cockroach and
kills it without
mercy
now the odor of
foulness spreads in the
enclosed room
and finally takes its revenge
upon a
cruel writer
the fat in you
triumphs
and the interrogative
is
- - 'who cares? '
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