Fat January (Draft 2)

Fat January (Draft 2)

Reindeer long gone with parties and tomfoolery
she basted sorrow to stuff year’s ridicule
into the geese and carols required; persevering

with gluttony and stuffing yuletide
she watched the fireworks
flare out in explosive desire

seems a New Year can be,
she sang to the choir, heavy
like pounding hearts teased
unattractive and fat
needing a loss

so she hired the whipping cream boy
who she found curled up in the street.

Unlike the physical trainer, he
didn’t charge her much, spouted
a little poetry and conversation, though

he just demanded to follow along
to her every breakfast,
lunch, and dinner

And upon his demand
he ate off her plate

took her desserts away
stuck his fork and knife
into her over-sized plate
as she ordered her usual indulgences
and he was so hungry to talk like a seminar
that he’d eat what food she couldn’t resist
as if it were charming morsels of thought, and
let her feel saintly to help the beggar assist

but she upgraded his wardrobe
to escort her to any dinner, and it
let her feel saintly to help the beggar assist

though actually,
she loved his words, and
his charm resolved itself into
a love of life and of her

but with a kiss
her prince of the gutter did
have a beautiful, grateful smile
when he died very fat
of a heart attack.

— Douglas Gilbert

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Fat January (Draft 1)

Fat January

Vowing to lose weight for the new year
she hired the whipping cream boy
who she found curled up in the street

Unlike the physical trainer, he
doesn’t charge much, spouts
a little poetry and conversation

just demands to follow along
to her every breakfast,
lunch, and dinner

And upon demand
he eats off her plate

takes her desserts away
sticks his fork and knife
into her every oversized meal
but she orders her usual indulgence
and he is so hungry to talk that
he’ll eat what she can’t resist
and let her feel saintly to help the beggar

but she upgrades his wardrobe
so he can escort her to every dinner.

Actually she loves his conversation
and his charm resolves itself into
a love of life and her

but with a kiss
her prince of the gutter
with a beautiful, grateful smile
dies of a heart attack.

— Douglas Gilbert