Diet

I wonder how small I can make myself
Just to fit into your world 
How can I shrink?

What potion did Alice use? 
Should I duck tape my mouth closed?
Measure my waist line with fishing wire
Cut myself into quarters

Still to think I am too big for you
Too much muchness 
Too "I see you"
Too talk back 
Too flame 
Not enough moth 

Too transparent 
See through 
How many half truths can I swallow to make me opaque?
How much should I water myself down 
So I am the exact temperature to suit your palate

I tried to drink it
But I threw it all up 

Lies just don't sit well in my stomach. 
 



 

◄ Purge

Surviving out of spite ►

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