Tuesday, July 8, 2008


What did I expect to take pleasure in? Kicking people
When they are down, making sandwiches for Fat People,
Eating, irony. Instead,

I’ve been kissing people
When they are down, eating sandwiches meant for
Fat People, and just
Fat People.

Do I deserve to be cutting, now that I
Hold a knife in my hand and have sliced myself a spot among
Such indelicacies? My answer is a resound “no,” but
Maybe I’ve

Just made too many sandwiches.

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