Fall
Under, over, in
Protrusions
Interrupting peace
Disturbing silence
With want
No need
Muffled screams as gastronomic indecencies
A greedy rumbling
greeting each light
Restless
unrelenting buzzing, numbing
Lips, teeth, cheeks
Buzzards circling feasts
Fingertips grazing
In shop windows of caloric salvation
Sticky buns
One nation under Greed
We the people
Entrusting dollars and pounds
Her
Makes no sense
Thrust, pulse, vomit, sweat
Ladle, scoop, scrub
You’re so pretty
Microbeading, needing, threading
Sheets and cheading
Chaffed, chuffed or cuffed
Impriosoned
hungry homebody
Introverted, hiding or retreat
Converting liters to meters
Quarter King of Cups
Spoons and periodic tables
Elemental swording
Stabbing guts, plans, ours
Digital scales to tape measure
Good better bested
Ounces weighing a metric
Mouse ton
Elephantitus of the eyes
Disappearing leaves under voracious prongs across dead grass and yesterday
The lawn is clear
Born in Providence 
What an ordeal!
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Yes.
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Is it a constant struggle, maybe as alcoholism?
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One in the same. Eating disorders aren’t categorized under addictions because insurance companies have refused to pay for treatment so we get lumped under ‘other crazy’ haha. But science has known for years that addiction crosses a spectrum of behaviors; everything from shopping to power trips. One of the goals with my writing is to help unify our understanding of survival-coping vs authenticity; under our fears and hang-ups we’re all made of and in search of the same thing; love.
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Thanks. I appreciate your work.
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This is very powerful. Love it, thank you for sharing your work!!
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Thanks for visiting.
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It’s complicated and yet it is not. Right? I mean as I read what you have written it is so simple and clear to see the pain, the agony, the struggle, the lack of understanding, how deeply it all runs. I was weighed at the doctor today gained one pound. Yippy. Really? Is it? I forget to eat and then when I start I realize the magnitude of my starving and I gorge just to sit back and think I hope not another pound.
For the first time ever in my life the other day I ate food as if it were my last meal. I savored every bite. I ate slowly and was aware of when I was hungry and full and actually enjoyed food just to eat. Complicated yet simple. I rarely share these thoughts. Actually never. So thank you for giving me the ability to do that
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Hi Bethany. Sorry it’s taken so long for me to reply. You’re right it is complicated and being able to share our thoughts with understanding people helps. I’m glad you ate and enjoyed it! We have to count and celebrate are successes no matter how big or small they seem. It’s all good. ❤️
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