Anno-wreck-sick
I am Anorexic I mean
I really think thin real lean I
mean I've been carried away to
the point where I've all but
disappeared.
Poor virgin, poor maiden, I was -- oh
they wanted me fed up plump, firm, fair, oh
so femininely fattened for the
rutting rites -- they wanted me sweet flesh to be
some sacrifice on the altar bed of adulthood.
Anno Wreck Sick -- I could
play around with the hollow sound of it
play frantic antics with semantics but
that's not what you want to know oh no let's
get right down to the nitty, dig to the dying bone
search in my shrinking skull the meaty matter of it.
So you want to know why I don't
want to grow oh please think of what it --
sweet sixteen get preened for prodding, fumbling
grunting, mumbling while small child me inside
dies crumbling.
Scars will heal
Shrink and heal
Shrink my head
I want to be dead.
Cut off your bloody nose, my ma
always said, to spite, she said,
oh ma, how right, how right.
Please don't pin my body, man
lovely living butterfly, please
don't try I'd sooner die.
So I'll waste the flesh away, ruin
your chances, forestall your advances.
Anorexic, that's what I am,
happy to be carried away with
a rattling laugh in my skinny throat
to my sweet deathbed.
Magi Gibson
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