fluid

i contain

multitudes

body swollen

with digested foods

am i defined

by the size

of my stomach?

am i the same

as i was

before i began

to gorge?

i've eaten myself

out of my hole

but i'm standing

on scaffolding

made of waffle fries

that threatens to

topple

under my weight.

the food, too

has changed.

if i were to

stick my fingers

down my throat

and release it,

it would no longer

adhere to its form,

consigned to

an acid-coated

fluid.

maybe i, too,

am fluid,

changing

with the tides

body ensnared

in a constant cycle

eating, digesting, purging,

growing

despite my best efforts.

can i pay the tab

of the debt

i've accrued

for myself?

is it true

that i've sold

myself

for fear

of food?

what

defines

a person?

can we be defined

if we are always

moving,

from one stage

of the cycle

to the next?

or are we,

perhaps

defined

by fluidity itself?