being fat is a strange thing.
for me, it beings with itching
that large piece of skin, that
does not get any air, because
your belly is hanging
till where it should not.
usually, that part of my body
itches at night.
when the chores are done,
the lights put out
and i'm thinking of all
the things i've done in
the day, that i shouldn't
have,
it begins to itch.
itch, like the things i did
that i ought not have done.
the sweat, the rawness of
skin, the fat and that
itch--
it is almost as if i am
paying for my sins.
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