When did hello become: "You have a great body". When did: "Hi, can I buy you a
drink?" turn to: "I think you're sexy". When did it become okay to greet me with: "I like
your build". And what makes you think you can ask if you can touch me, (as you reach
your arm out towards me, your index finger erect, as if you were poking a piece of
cooking meat to test and see if it is "done".
You think these things represent me? You think I find this endearing? You think I am my
arms, my ass and my little titties which you can't take your eyes off of as I speak? You
think you make my heart skip it’s lonely beat or thaw the frost that builds thicker and
thicker inside, until it's walls close in, and there isn’t any more
room left inside for your meat?
It makes my tight firm skin crawl. It makes me want to fold in on myself, until there’s
nothing left for you to see but what’s inside. It makes me want to eat Twinkies and
Doritos and Chunky bars until my cheeks bloat out, my walk slows, and my flesh jiggles.
What will you think of me then? And will you say hello? Or nothing at all.