losing weight

for faith

we never talk about it much, do we?

constantly discussing the fit of clothes your

swelled waist, invisible feet, gaseous interruption

primary accusations tend to be appearances

fleshy protection, brazen armor of fat,

annoyed resentment, watching another girl

pills, diet plans, zones, balloons, caloric obsessions

when i climb on top, your eyeballs lingers such

subtle puffing of shoulders, slight protusion of belly,

shop windows down the street stare soulfully

preening away pounds, we name our gaze concern

somewhere sometime, i wonder about tears shed

memorizing life, each pain we gain a pound

please, tell me the story of your body?

i am your mirror, tired.

i am your weight, lost.


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