She cannot explain her metamorphosis

Her human condition is almost devitalized

Refusing to eat, strong will to last

Anorexia forces her body

To react in eccentric ways

She's so skeletal, severely attenuated

Normal expectations

From mainourishment

A lucid ligurine, this weakened thinning woman

Her ribs show clearly

And lungs inhailing oxygen

Muscle structures and subculaneous organs visible

"What is happening to me" she gasps aloud

Her moans drift from withering pains

She observes vibrant blood

Flowing through her veins



My anorexic whore

A thinning corpus

She looks into herself

As if she's staring thourgh glass

Translucent skin, collophane pigments

Mutated, dilated pigments

Dermis layers transparent

"What is happening to me" she gasps aloud

She looks into herslef as if she's gazing through glass

A glass ligurine...



Her flesh is a pane into which I stare

Her beautiful bowels I now perceive

Her skin cannot hideWhat tangible matter lies inside

Her body eats itself

Draining nourishment from every pore

She only wants to possess

Exterior shapely loveliness

I can easily see her soul



My anorexic whore

A thinning corpus

She looks into herself

As if she's staring through glass

Translucent skin, cellophane pigments

Mutated, dilated pigments

Dermis layers transparent

"What is happening to me" she gasps aloud

She looks into herself as if she's gazing through glass

A glass ligurine...