Poem: "Weight Problem"

photo credit: transiacc

I was shaving, showing my tummy in the mirror
A plump pudge gathered round
my navel,
a pink mound
peering and chuckling
over my pyjamas.
I poked my pinky into my flesh
a skin landscape, a planet of hair
laughing back at me
as I glided my razor across my
smooth gilette face.

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