The Scale

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Inspired by Jaylisbeth's poem "The Woman in the Mirror"...

Submitted: November 04, 2017

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“The Scale”

 

 

She woke-up

feeling fat

she got out

of her bed

and went straight

to her bathroom

scale,

¾ of a pound

over

her perfect

weight

she ran her

hands

along the sides

of her body

then over her

stomach

trying to feel

where the extra

weight was

as she makes

a list

in her head

of everything

she ate yesterday

she looks over

her body

in the bathroom

mirror

as she starts

adding up the

calorie count

in her late

night snack of

microwave popcorn

no butter

no salt

and a coke zero

for what ever

reason

she decided this

was to blame

for her sudden

weight gain

she recorded her

numbers

in her daily

journal

dated it

and added a

big asterisk

next to it

a small note

to remind her

no more popcorn

she looked through

the pages

of some of the

other banished

foods

no science

behind her choices

but they have

become

hard facts

now that they

have been chosen,

she went to

the kitchen

her automatic

coffee maker

already done

preforming

it’s morning duties

she takes the

carafe

and pours the

extra strong

black coffee

into one of

those really wide

white ceramic cups

and crawls

back into bed

she leans back

against a mountain

of pillows

and thumbs through

a French fashion

magazine

she can’t speak

or read French

but they have

the best models

or to be exact

the skinniest

she goes to

a dog eared page

of a young woman

that made Barbie

look like she was

packing on extra

pounds

she pulled down

on the page

tearing it away

from its binding

she slides off

her bed

and tucks the

page

into the top

right border

of her bedroom

mirror

so she can see

it

as she gets

herself ready

every morning

a new look

another goal

one that will

require

her to

cut five more

pounds

just to come

close

to her new

target weight

she slips back

into her bed

the hot coffee

helping to quite

her rumbling

tummy

a morning ritual

she’s had forever

she’s sure

this will be

her

ideal weight

for her body

but that’s not

the first picture

to grace the top

of her bedroom

mirror

till she starves

herself

into that particular

girl’s frame,

she can see

so much beauty

in all the women

that live in the

pages

of her French

fashion magazine

but each time

she looks into

her mirror

that beautiful

body

of hers

gets lost in

the reflection,

bent

and distorted

as its light

makes its way

back to her,

never seeing

what others can’t

miss

the beautiful

girl

standing before

them

no matter what

the scale

hits…

 

Tom Allen…11-03-2017…

 

 

 

 

 


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