whose line of sight to toes had been obscenely interrupted
whose shapes resembled pulchritudinous
whose chins were
bosoms
bellies
buttocks
all in search of being cured:
severely shrunk
radically reduced
decisively
diminished.
They called him
"Doctor"
(he was not)
They called him "Maestro"
(hardly)
"Savior."
He had trimmed his roly-poly share,
this "Reconstructive Sculptor;"
those obliged were strictly heavyweights,
ONLY JUMBOS NEED APPLY,
who hinged their hopes on him whose ad read:
MICHAELANGELO AWAITS
YOU
.....SHED OBESITY.....
LET AN ARTIST RECREATE YOUR FIGURE!
"Fraud!"
Who else would offer so preposterous a pipe dream?
Cecil Trump
And who would hasten
to accept it?
Donna
Bledsoe
Episode One
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