Weighted Words

Dieting
left her like a stick;
just walking angles and concavities.
Eyes shrunken, hair thin –
a ruled line, nothing more.

Eating
used to feed her laugh.
Made her sensuous, alive
to pleasure; she was glossy,
piquant, moreish – saucy.

Realising
she missed the warmth
of flesh on her bones,
she turned round, and said,
‘I was made to be this shape’.