Writing Fat
Past far past the bones of things
the stark outlines
that prod and hurt
when you try to love them
the die-ts that trash life
the good for you things
that squeeze happiness
out of days
Instead write lush
fillings sauces
pleasure
oozing with filling
fruit cream custard
whiskey spiced coffee
in front of a fire
hugs as long as your arm
and twice as soft
warm bellies to be rubbed
kissed
bitten if you like
and never forget the chocolate.
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