11 May 2008

anorexia nervosa

I’m becoming a bell the belle of the ball but no! a ball bucolic and big big and round as a ball a bell bottom-heavy and heaving heaving with breath so big I can’t fit up the stairs she’s so heavy it’s morbid she squeezes up the staircase greased and gleaming with butter she’s so big! so big she’s so pretty so pretty and roundly Rubenesque she needs a ribbed corset to squeeze it all in so don’t sneeze or you’ll strain strain the stays and knot not stay in place hold it in she’s so pretty so pretty and thin I can’t stand the swell the swelling within it takes all the covers to hold the warmth in I’ll be pretty I will such a pretty face it’s a shame shame on her for being so big why won’t she fit fit within the frame the mirror contains she’s halfway to liquid she can’t lid it all in

4 comments:

Ruela said...

muito bom ;)

Aaron Held said...

very nice, i enjoy your writing a lot

fissuresofmen said...

as i do your work, aaron

junior said...

it's very realistic. i like it a lot.