This Is How to Be Perfect

I am skin and bones, I am sunken eyes
I am vomiting last night’s obsession until it finally dies
I am hollow, but I am whole
In my body, if not my soul
I am repulsed, I am captivated
I am everything that I have always hated
I am swallowed by my fixation
(Because I won’t swallow anything)
I am living in starvation
Willingly, because it’s my everything
Because this is how to be perfect.