Your love is physical,
and your loyalty knows itself
only when it is being exercised.
The love you eat does not sit,
it runs right through you like an empty calorie.
The knowledge you possess is merely a muscle,
one engendering entropy.
You are the fat girl,
taking pictures of your mentality
in myspace angles.
When will you learn a thing?
Thank you pete for this nice little read....I have seen this all to much recently....I like the way you said and described it....