4st. 7lbs.

i eat too much to die

and not enough to stay alive

i'm sitting in the middle waiting

days since i last pissed

cheeks sunken and despaired

so gorgeous sunk to six stone

lose my only remaining home

see my third rib appear

a week later all my flesh disappears

stretching taut

cling-film on bone

i'm getting better

karen says i've reached my target weight

kate and emma and kristin know it's fake

problem is diet's not a big enough word

i wanna be so skinny that i rot from view

i want to walk in the snow

and not leave a footprint

i want to walk in the snow

and not soil its purity

stomach collapsed at five

lift up my skirt my sex is gone

naked and lovely and 5st. 2

may i bud and never flower

my vision's getting blurred

but i can see my ribs and i feel fine

my hands are trembling stalks

and i can feel my breasts are sinking

mother trys to choke me with roast beef

and sits savouring her sole ryvita

that's the way you're built my father said

but i can change

my cocoon shedding

i want to walk in the snow

and not leave a footprint

i want to walk in the snow

and not soil its purity

kate and kristin and kit kat

all things i like looking at

too weak to fuss

too weak to die

choice is skeletal in everybody's life

i choose my choice

i starve to frenzy

hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires

legs bend

stockinged i am twiggy

and i don't mind the horror that surrounds me

self-worth scatters

self-esteem's a bore

i long since moved to a higher plateau

this discipline's so rare so please applaud

just look at the fat scum who pamper me so

yeh 4st. 7

an epilogue of youth

such beautiful dignity in self-abuse

i've finally come to understand life

through staring blankly at my navel