oblivious to the facts
knowing is not doing
hidden in the pudding
candid truth
the head seeking
the spacious belly
perfect place to hide
all worried thoughts
nom nom nom
sugary and fatty food
love handles tell
never ending story
craving more
unsatisfied not enough
the body shape growing
new size old mind
the mirror yields
the hangdog look
blank stare
into the portal
deep under
fluffy layers
the truth shackled
ready to rupture
enigmatic
light fabric
airy flow
supporting
just a little
too low
encouraging
staring looks
peeking into
all the hidden
nooks
low set pants
revealing
the crack
at the front
potato sack
confidence
oozing from
every cavity
definition of
gravity
fitting into shrinking pants
fitting into society
no longer fit for purpose
pear shaped statue
the fallen hero
off the pedestal
misery laying
across the footpath
irritating passers by
the missing piece
of the life’s puzzle
to be discovered
desperation
labeled
home made
