Aw my gawd

                       to a teacher

they were fat

fat  complacent          

        fat  compliant

                fat  corpuscular cows

if there were another way of saying it he would have
 

but they left him no choice

they jiggled at the lead of their classes at the junior high winding their ways through chain-link fenced aisles

on crumbling tarmac walks  standing at street centers  Obviously  their students crossing from one corner to the other

under their watchful eyes

he wondered at what age a child was allowed to cross a street unaided

                                                                                                                      junior high was what age

he reckoned on average twelve and thirteen  seventh eighth graders

he was babysitting babies and tots at nine

 

but he supposed that wasnt crossing a public street in front of the grills of lethal weapons

fat

I may regret that terminology  he thought  May

though what he seen of this little Conservative hamlet

fat  was its default

if you werent it seemed you had to apologise for it

                                                                                    Yes  I know  Im working on it

trim and attractive was suspect

you couldnt possibly be happy or content

it wasnt up for debate

their ideal was to fit in

not stand out

he pulled his clandestine baggy-fitting hoodie up over his head to hide his missing chins 

lowered his eyes back into the book spread-open in his hands

 

and tried to concentrate on what he read as he walked

but was distracted by images of these children

growing fatter more lethargic and uninspired

their molds were going to be hard to break

1019,  Twosday,  8  9. 15

 0901,  Day Between-Two-Ts,  9  9. 15