Tomorrow, or in ten years
or in fifty
I will seep back into the earth
As if I am sinking into a mattress.
The ground will be a cushion
for my bones.
My skin will fall away
Like a silk dressing gown
Dropping to the floor.
I will be skinny again
Skinnier than I’ve ever been
And it won’t take long,
This new diet:
It won’t take long at all.
It will be the ultimate detox
The most invigorating facial.
I will be a new woman.
And a thousand different kinds
of insect
will feast on me, and
carry me with them
They will cover me like canvas
I will be a part of them
I will feed the grass.
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