I am a golden fleshpot that sits br Between his thighs half hiding, br When he bathes sitting easy on br A low stool, enjoying the ceremony. br br Soon dried, I get partly covered, br Accompany his wife and daughter br On a Sunday afternoon to a movie br Whose name neither he nor I know! br br It is at Cinemax Bandra, I get samosas br Pushed in, and popcorn half-pasted, br Two cups of coffee with sugar br In Red Lounge in penultimate row. br br I make him send his trousers to mend br By an inch or two, and then later on br To tighten when he decides I am br Pushing up his space, and reduces me. br br Diabetes medicine creates hunger br And I grow larger, though he tries br Hard every morning in the gym br To keep the rest of them right-sized.