if only i could live on hoth

poetry

the best line i heard all day
was a jab, directed at a young kid
trying to hide his girth
with an oversized coat:

“why don’t you go live on hoth you freak!”

which made me think
i’d like to live on hoth
where not only would it always be cold
but i would no longer have to worry
about my girth.

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