This is one of two poems I wrote with Calligraphy for the YWS Poetry Pairs contest. We're trying to decide which to submit for the contest, and we'd appreciate your advice. Here's the link to the other poem. topic77754.html Oh, and one more thing: the non-haiku verse at the end is intended to be that way. Just saying.
The numbers scream out
Against me: Eighty. Ninety.
Stupid, lazy, fat.
I'm just not hungry.
All I want is ten pounds less.
I promise that's all.
You lose, it feels good,
You are unbeatable. Right?
There is always more.
The numbers decrease
Daily, but not fast enough.
Trapped in this body.
Others don’t see it.
Disgusting bulges of fat.
They force me to eat.
They say I’m too thin.
They are trying to trick me.
Just have a little.
I won't fall for it.
They would make me hideous,
Make me eat: more, more.
I'll be beautiful
If it kills me. Just ten pounds,
That will be enough.
They don’t understand.
Bones are the beautiful ones
Thin and delicate.
I need to see bones
Ribs are waves under my skin
Hip bones curve, gorgeous.
Okay, I'm hungry.
I admit it. Just one taste.
No. I just can't be fat.
I'm wasting away,
I know. It doesn't matter.
I am beautiful.
Sometimes I doubt it.
I know it hurts my loved ones.
But my need deepens.
I can’t stop for anything.
I am past help.
I have gone too far.
There is no turning back now,
Only an ever-shrinking future.
