By ZoE
Date: 14 November 1998

Emaciated Girlfriend

you sedate me with terrible thoughts of you surrounding her with angsty
throats
her lipstick siringes,bulimic eyes,cut me down to size,release me from 
your grasp
i don't think of you anymore
no
no
but you....you will have to think of me with that defeated lulled look
against my pale skin
you ask me how to make yourself happy and i long to know the answer
myself
i sigh,"You won,didn't you get all you wanted? Now what else would you
like from me?"