I declare and suspect
that you have never seen
such a beautiful sight
as sunlight filling globules
of gravity-stricken water
hovering like a ship in a bottle
three feet over my outstretched hands
for even this brief a moment in time.
I am a
big, sexy man
with
big, sexy hands
That snatch
this water-bottle out of the air as it falls.
The slosh inside slowly regains its faculties
Drips down the sides of the bottle
and settles back into the wave
I create walking down the path.
I tighten a bicep and curl
the bottle back into my line-of-vision
but the sight pales in comparison
To the taut, tanning skin of my heavy, heavy arms.
I sweat quietly, comfortably in the July hum
and suspect I am wasted inside,
as the air conditioning is wasted on my
massive, healthy bod draped in work cotton.
I am never too hot or too cold:
Ha-ha!
Yes,
I am a big, fat, muscular man.
swag doe
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