The Fat Man Poem by Maureen Maggott

The Fat Man



A heavy tread betrays his presence,
The flat-footed thud of a corpulent man.
Sweating, smiling smugly, he enters,
His grin a signal that he rules the roost.

He fills the room with his flesh and words
Crowds out his lessers with smothering scorn
A man of gravitas, the fabled big beast,
Heavy, but hollow.

Saturday, December 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: power
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Shakil Ahmed 05 December 2015

The flat-footed thud of a corpulent man. Sweating, smiling smugly, he enters, His grin a signal that he rules the roost.- Carefully chosen words, lovely poem thanks

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