The gym is inside outside
push yourself its intimate
In the pink
glass walls
Transparency
The other gyms nearby
looked into each other
People looking on
Gossiping and eavesdropping
You are exposed
every attempt amusing
Trying hard
falling short
delusion frolics
The brain is not sexy
The flesh and muscles are
The brain is a slug
leaving trail of goo
The gym keeps us dry
Soaks up the slime
Then you sweat
eyes fall on your skin
from inside the gym
through the glass
you think it's progress
But it's desperation
Like I said
Delusion frolic
Your oen legs dance
To the rhythm it creates
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