my hand lifts instinctively
almost with a mind of its own
to rub my clavicle and
to brush my collarbone
my knees push together
making sure, checking again
that in fact my thighs don't touch
making me look down and smile, then.
my breaths become deeper and longer
my fingers strumming my ribs like guitar strings
being able to play them like keys
is one of my favorite things
my stomach is concave
the hunger feels good
things a looking better
like I thought they would.
my weight is double digits
and im light and fragile
i want to get lower
I won't stop for a while
n.d.
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
my hand lifts instinctively
almost with a mind of its own
to rub my clavicle and
to brush my collarbone
my knees push together
making sure, checking again
that in fact my thighs don't touch
making me look down and smile, then.
my breaths become deeper and longer
my fingers strumming my ribs like guitar strings
being able to play them like keys
is one of my favorite things
my stomach is concave
the hunger feels good
things a looking better
like I thought they would.
my weight is double digits
and im light and fragile
i want to get lower
I won't stop for a while
n.d.
