the study of it
it doesn't always have to be
obvious-
in fact, it usually isn't
it's not a snap decision
a sudden no, no, no more eating for me
it takes time,
it plans carefully
it creeps and it crawls
it is something that sometimes
has no warning at all
it's a look in the mirror,
the feeling of bile that you quickly swallow down
it's the rush and the swell
of the sea in which you drown
it's the image of the glamorous girls
in those glossy magazines,
whose dieting secret is:
Oh, I didn't eat!
it's the thigh gap obsession,
the latest new craze,
its the daily procession of
thin bones and thinner lace
it's the-
well, it's all of these things,
and none of them at all
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