photography by Kika Perben
love - hate
such relationships formed
between people
with things
and
ourselves
personalities
bodies
naked screaming in empty bathtubs
because i cannot simply cut off
the fat that decorates my stomach
or the handles they named ‘love’
the blab of skin beneath my chin
oh why do i let society win
proscribe me hunger
proscribe me cold
something so easily sold
for a price so high
but all they ever do is lie
as the time goes by
and we become skin over bones
little skinny pretty clones
that clutch to snippets
of what once was
what am i now?