Cocaine at the Gym

You take your shirt off immediately…

And walk around like you own the place

Puffed chest, pompous, soaring ego

And everyone takes heed…

Recognizing that you are a raging jackass

“Put your fucking shirt on” I say.  

But you go to the weights and lift

And lift and lift and lift

You are

KING OF THE WORLD

High on Crank

When we walk

I make sure

I am at least

4 paces behind you

Pretending that actually

I don’t have a fucking

Clue who you are.