Bobby The Body

There's meat stuck in his teeth
pork and beef
his ass flows over the seat
all he can do is eat and eat.
He wants more than his plate can hold
oats and corn are stuck in his belly rolls
soon the seeds of glutney start to grow
chowing down is all he knows.
One chin has become four
his feet drag slowly across the floor
he's out of breath but he needs more,
there's hidden candy in the drawer.
His bed is a chair that reclines
gumdrops do not dance in his mind
he dreams of another world and time
eats a doughnut, waits to die.