Our gym class
took a trip to the fitness center
A steroid-pumped, muscle-bound man
showed us through the weight room,
talked us through how to use the machines,
but we were not paying attention.
The girls danced to the music playing overhead.
The boy bragged about how much they could bench press.
I imagined taking a barbell and flinging it at Lindsey.
The man stopped talking
and told us we were allowed to try the machines.
I went toward the pull-down machine.
After five minutes,
my muscles burned,
but I started to feel
just a little better.