T-REX (Anorexia)

T-REX

I am a great beast

My skin is steel padded with matted fur

Fur not meant to cushion my fall,

The fur which grows like an uncomfortable itch

It grows on top of nerves

I can not feel outside my fur

I am tangled, my arms a mess, too short to reach out, but long enough to hang myself

I mean hug myself

I am cold

Enough fur to make me itch, but not enough to swallow me whole

My skin is visible

Let me drown

The smell of wet dog

Bury my carcass when I am dead

The smell of soil

Make me throw up

Hold back my hair

I mean fur

No, I mean hair

There is no illusion for the roar which bellows from my chest

I can deafen myself

The sounds of throwing up

A toilet flushes

The sounds of an earthquake in my stomach

The world shifts

I am in pain

The cold sweat of rain

I am too high up

20 feet high

My eyes are sunburned

Sink them into my own head and no one can see what I see from here

The ground rumbles from my belly

I mean from my steps

I am tripping over myself and the floor beneath me shakes

There are no footprints of my existence

You cannot see me anymore

But I'll leave you my bones to imagine me by