Dear Skinny Jeans

Dear Skinny Jeans, 

F**k you.

 

I remember the first time we met; I tried you on for size,

You tightened at my thighs and pinched at my hips.

It didn’t matter, I would mound myself into you in any way I could.

 

“you look skinny”

my brother complemented me.

 

skinny is:

synonymous with beauty

synonymous with popular

synonymous with perfect

synonymous with happy.

 

I wore you skinny jeans,

empty tummy rumbling raw,

From the synthetic diet coke artificial aspartame Meal

A Caffeinated blur, floating  brain with legs like led

Hands shaking, heart palpitating, a sleepless night,

The walking dead.

 

I am not thin enough

 

Yet.

 

I leave my friend to burn the calories I am not entitled to in my

Lunch hour

She knows number on the cross trainer dial,

Illuminating my self-worth with every increasing number,

Gives me more joy that she ever could.

 

Skinny jeans you fit me now,

the skeleton in my closet is protruding out of my skin,

 

Am I beautiful yet?

 

Watch me skinny jeans, I will bet you:

The hungry nights of emptiness,

The endless pang of longing to see,

 

my ribcage,

my hip bones,

feet together,

thighs apart.

 

Skinny jeans you are falling off me now,

the space around my thighs is filled with your lose material,

I have to pull you up stop you falling down my ivory frame.

 

Am I beautiful now?

 

Slowly, with the passing of seasons,

from the summer hues to the winter haze,

And finally to the crisp spring,

My mind became clearer.

 

I am not beautiful skinny jeans, and you lied to me.

I fitted your mound and you didn’t deliver your promises,

To make me:

 

Beautiful

Popular

Perfect

Happy 

 

Then I realized,

Skinny is not a synonym of truth. 

Reviews

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

This gave me goosebumps! It is a great poem - a great rendering. Isn't it sad that way too much emphasis is made on a size, on a look, some skinny apparel that just leads the way. Way too many people have done themselves damage in the name of a size or a fad. I have watched a few people go down to nothing and then said wow.... are you done? The power they sometimes feel or think they feel.... I understand the game - I have 3 sizes of clothes at any given time..... it is my life - I eat my feelings and well as not eat my feelings. You did a great job here..... Am I beautiful now? was the kick