is a balding

pinched faced

more than middle

aged man

with a once brawny

but now flaccid

body

who haunts

my condo’s gym

nearly everyday

between the hours

of nine and three

He sees himself as

the rule enforcer

sitting on a Lifecycle throne

in his regal purple sweatsuit

making sure that

white soled shoes are worn

AT ALL TIMES

in the gym

and that

each machine is used for

ONLY 20 MINUTES

The others see him as

an object of ridicule

an annoying old man

with no purpose

at whom they openly

scoff and snicker

I feel pity for him

and sick fuck

that I am

I fantasize

about going down

on him

in the steamroom

making one of his

muscles rock hard

again

licking and sucking

around his world

It is the perfect scenario

for everyone

I could feel like the

Messiah

raising the dead

He could feel like the

hot stud

I know he once was

and bitterness subdued

he would overlook

the black tennis shoes

and 45 minute workouts

for at least a week