Have you ever been too fat to touch your toes?
	to blow your nose?
	to get in or out of your clothes?
	to smell a rose? to feel the wind blow?
	to know, grow, show…

Now it is time for front row…

Too fat to eat,
Too fat to eat those sweets
Too fat to reach your feet
to reach your defeat.
O, O, deplete my fat—
Skinny rewards in the sun
skinny, skinny on the run
NOW, station N.O.W.
relaxation…concentration
regeneration…duplication
illumination…relation
that silent conversation—
can you hear it?
less material
more ethereal
Some people are skinny
& very much material
but that’s immaterial