the power she felt from having an empty stomach
it was a power like no other
the beautiful dilated eyes
and bellies filled with water
the power she got from saying no to
the temptations of food
how beautiful her long boney fingers looked in the moonlight
she loved feeling so thin she could snap if she
fell
with great hunger came great power

tell me your hope and fears and dreams
no me your present past and future
tell me what you want and what you need
show me everything you love
and everything you hate
show me what is real
hear me
listen to unspoken words
written between the lines
im calling for help
im calling for you
hear me
can you hear me
whispering i love you
through the wind
no words but please hear me
listen for me

How are you?
the age old question
when we were younger we were trained to say
good thank you
how are you?
politely staring up

How are you?
the age old question
when we are teenagers we say
i'm fine
but how are you?
hiding our emotions
bottling them up

How are you?
the age old question
when we are grown we say
doing well
how are the kids?

But its all an illusion
none of us are really doing fine
none of us want to know how your kids are doing
and we are tired of polite silent stares

so i dare you
next time someone ask the age old question
How are you?
tell them truth
release your bottled up emotions and let them roam
and ponder
and then you will be free