ANOTHER SUMMER IN HIDING

Another summer I have to hide myself because the
Blubber engulfs me, but it so yearns to
Come out in a skimpy lil’ bathing suit to swim
During summer parties and special
Events. Yet, the bathing suit is not made
For people like me. Oh, what a
Grotesque image that would be.
Horror would show on the faces of
Innocent bystanders if they were to see my
Jelly rolls bound up in latex that
Keep me from jiggling about,
Legs bare, exposed showing
Monstrous clapping thighs.
Never would I,
Or could I subject any to such a sight
Purposefully. So it is another summer my fat has
Quashed my summer fun.
Relayed to others while I
Stay alone inside
To ruminate how
Undesirable I feel,
Validating my image with a bag of chips
While I look outside upon the bikinied beauties, I inhale
Xanax to keep myself from crumbling. I promise myself by next
Year I will be slim; And with
Zeal I will live out my summer, next summer, I promise.