oh God
the world,
how heavy it may be
weighing on your shoulders-
just lighten it:
chisel the bump
off my crooked nose
and skin the fat
off my hilly hips,
the muffin top
munched away by
little creatures in the night.
You and me
both would be
a little lighter-
happier to know
that I will not
beat myself up
on the inside
by the big things
that overshadow
my cute little
being and the world
a little lighter.