May 15, 2008

The Bones Once Protruded..., N.Kuwik

THE BONES ONCE PROTRUDED FROM MY HIPS,
MAKING IT DIFFICULT TO SLEEP ON MY SIDE
By Nicole Kuwik

My mind
pushes me up against a wall
holding a fist
to my face threatening to
pound
pound
pound

So I sneak into spiral notebooks
neatly listed with numbers
which once added to equal
fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...
when I was still
sinking somwhere
along the transfer from sand to swamp

I login to forums about triggers
and thinspiration and taste
raw carrot and stomach acid,
toilet water and white tile,
salty tears on grey stairs

My hands turn orange like
a flamingo eating
shrimp
shrimp
shrimp to make her pink
and my bones ache with the
deficiency
of it all