bete noire

again,girls are gorging.
then they're complaining.
lately they're wondering,
why are their jeans tightening,
then they ending hating.
hating the mirror that reflects the truth,or their mind wandering.
they waist looks deformed,
the face looks plump.
now they're re-tracking,listing everything they've eaten.
anger blossoms,
weird mind swirls.
they unseenable weight,
the clean plate.

soon,
the plates are filled,
comes the bill.
hatred to food.
loving the lemons.
acidity looks beautiful,

bones,attractiveness...
no more mocking from males,
only pleading to eat.

wonderful sensation.
n how can that prevails?
when accessible is the food.
everywhere.




yc