Wednesday, December 07, 2005


You know what it is that he liked about me?
The color of my eyes? (Blue)
The color of my humor (Black)
The way I poured the tea?

He said you know the thing I like about you?
You’re fat.
You’re fat and you don’t care.

Now, I think he thought that would do the trick-
Get it out on the table
then get me there.

But this fact was floating in the air between us

The white elephant in the living room was me.

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