Saturday, May 12, 2012

Better

Please If you read this call I don't care if we haven't talked in months or if we exchanged familiarities a few moments ago chances are I'm too stubborn to say I need you I'm sick I'll admit it so sick that chances of recovering seem small I binge and purge mostly purge but I've hit blood thick clots swimming in a sea of acid Tell me I matter even if I don't whisper words of encouragement don't slap on a crude label Stop exorcizing demons and try to understand

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

145

It took three months
to whittle away the outside
down to this

145

risky business
praise the scale
i'll see you at 140

Monday, March 12, 2012

Fat
yellow oozing
fat

obese
walrus

beached whale

how dare you

touch that food
open that mouth
start that binge

fear food
food is pain
pain and misery

be pure and clear
light as a feather
thin as a rail

thin is win