Howling eyes
feeding poison to my body  
it rests and swells
along with my brain
while I imagine
all the things that I am and will be  

Scrubbed clean,
my skin cracks and aches
I can fantasize about
putting one foot in front of the other
but I am toxic and
my arms are too large for me to lift
I shrink as I stretch and
then I can look and
then I can be touched

Soon my heart begins to pound
and my cheeks are flushed
I can smile and believe that
I deserve to be fed