February 13, 2012
Ode To Big Bones
I love Me enough for the both of us trust, it's just my Big thing.
In spite of your judgmental nature
and piercing words that define your stature
A Big coping-mechanism of sorts is to blame…
Something to best explain why your face contorts when I stand before you.
B I G
Maybe it's my size that intimidates you
My extreme curves and chocolate thighs
make you look twice and think your thoughts through.
Have you hypothesizing what it’d feel like
to be inside of my Big,
mind & things ...
seems like you’ve got some Big explaining to do.
I know I’m far different from the image
depicted on the silver screen
A sliver of society’s magazine pin-up wet dream
Seems its proved to be problematic
You write my name with only what your eyes have seen
B I G
And even though its not my job to fill all your potholes & shit
I guess you assumed all my excess thick would do the trick…
But Big intellect is not wearable, honey.
Try that on for size.
The irony of a Big girl possessing more swag than you do is unbearable..
I know, it can’t be true.
And when my Big mouth met your open ears,
I know the depth of my Big vocabulary was too much for you to handle.
You play pretend like my Big presence doesn’t make you uncomfortable.
Like this room isn’t big enough for me, you & your chauvinistic ego
Little do you know, relationships they come, they go
But I still remain here…
B I G
I despise the way you look at me as if your stare isn’t see-thru,
I know your story so well, I could recite it back to you.
If I had a nickel for every time I ran over a superficial so’n’so like you,
I’d have collected enough dimes to fill up the space occupied by this one-of-a-kind
behind, combined with enough residual to change your cadaverous mind into
appreciating Big beauty… Soak it up.
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