31/08/15

Being depressed
Is like being inundated
(Totally soaked)
In cool, runny oatmeal
Made the low-calorie way,
With water.
Milk might recall memories
Of motherhood, safety, the womb
And the teat
But there’s something
Decidedly self-punitive
About water.

I
Drip
Should be productive
Plop
Useful
Am I
Ooze
Gaining weight?
And it’s itchy
It’s salty
It dries the soul
It burns the eyes
It mats the hair
It mars beauty—
I am not beautiful
Soaked in oatmeal.
Crusted, dried on
So not even a shower
Can clean it:
It clogs the drain.

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