Fat

like feeling
the fall when
approaching
the edge of
the world

yet wait why 
would my 
own weight
pull me down

thinking i've
always been
an outlaw
but this

will be
gravely
breaking
the law of

gravity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Ravidas Avatar
November 12, 2019 at 9:55 AM
Nay, fat is a social construct! A goddamn false teeth. A serious breaking the law) Greatly penned, Jeff.
Connelly Avatar
November 12, 2019 at 10:34 AM
Thanks Kurt.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 12, 2019 at 9:20 AM
Love it.
Connelly Avatar
November 12, 2019 at 10:34 AM
Thanks Maureen. Two from this gloomy morning which continues with two more this after noon.
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