i am helpless to all of this still
crying on a studio floor
all bunched up
sunlight streaming in on my
too thin body

when you starve yourself you can't live you cant live you can only sway not present but
what is living if your skin is not barely holding on to your ribs if you are not not barely
holding on yourself

i cannot resist the notion that if I only tried hard enough
I would not have to eat

plants get energy from the sun but me no I live off
death and being able to do a full split in a
dance studio in
pretty clothes