"Too FAt FoR
LEAtheR"
the city doesn't
care about my
looks.
reflection-checking
in shop windows
is revealing only
to my mind and
definitely at
a quickened
pace, passing
window after window,
hoping no one
notices me looking
at me, checking
to see if I'd do me…
mostly I'd politely
pass, proffering,
"no thanks,
I'm just browsing!"
besides, I look
better in baggy
pants.
Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo taken by R. Baker at The Bug Jar bar, Monroe Avenue, Rochester, NY.
checking to see if i would do me...haha...i may be guilty...nice capture of the graffiti too...
ReplyDeleteyou said this was "different" but i think this is just the side of you i see on facebook. lolz
ReplyDeletethat's okay. ready to wear apparel hates me too. :(
The hell of it is that I'm so physical at work, walking, climbing, lifting 12 hours a day, and just too fkng beat afterward to work out and get that bit of extra in the middle to go away! Oh, well. I suppose the alternative is worse. I had a friend who had cancer a few years ago and was skin and bones. We ran into one another at the mall and I was complaining about having gained some weight. He just cocked his head and said "Honey, be grateful for what you've got!"
DeleteNow THAT puts things into perspective!
But Rick, everything in the cancer perspective's like that. haha i think a little weight and all our other problems will seem mundane when compared to a disease that's slowly killing you. :p
DeleteI LOVE these city scene poems! Edgy and Real ... keep it up.
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