hey look at this picture
a bloated middle-aged man
grotesque and shapeless
in fake Bermudas
trundling along listlessly
amid merrymaking holiday crowd
flabby English thighs
guzzling beer in a sunken pool
on the sides sprawls
veiled womanhood
puffed up cheeks
deflated esteem
parasailing oddity
churnings in lower intestines
when he showers
even the bathroom chokes
obsessive ritualising
avarice is his new consort
he thinks of her daily
and makes love to her
in the middle of night
he feeds on paranoia
the dread of touch
the desire of skin
so he talks to bots on the web
bots who wear tight thongs
and loose morals
their surfeit has taken lusty
innocence out of therapeutic
chatting commerce rules
hey gotta submit
your credit card details
call it mid-life blues
show him the mirror
he is pretty alienated
right now
( 07 September 2003 )
