Abra- Cadaverous.
When her
fingers began
to look like
her pencils,
and her
poems trailed off
into hours of
long sleep-like dazes,
she suspected
something was wrong.
But the
mirror was
a liar.
It showed
a hearty, healthy,
overly plump young lady
glaring back at her each day.
She spewed
stomach acids
in offerings to
the porcelain god,
and ate such
minuscule portions,
leaving no body
fat to sustain her
as her body began
to devour her own organs.
The hollow
cost of her
search for
perfection,
left her
emaciated corpse,
bent over the commode
in the school ladies room.
it was on
one Monday
in January,
when her heart
could no longer
overcome the
strain of regurgitation.
Her peers found her
half in, half out
like a swizzle
stick balanced
on the rim of an
un-flushed toilet,
and just about
as un-pretty
as a girl could get.
They buried her
68 pound body,
in a closed coffin,
and over the
next several years
she lost all
the rest of her
both real and i
magined fat,
until she
was nothing
but skin and bones,
then just
bones.....
then dust.
©-MFB III
