Lard Man, Luscious Woman
this afternoon at 2:57,silver weights she held
while she ran
and not far behind
her, I saw (distracted again)
a man best described
as a human donut
or an angel
food cake,
half baked,
white, soft,
likely listening to
something he believed
was extremely hip in
his Walkman
(Bee Gees?
Just a guess.)
and I kept on
driving and I smiled
while a thought rolled
around in my belly.
it said,
“we all share
the very same
sunlight.”
© 2006 Captain Fathead