Obsession

And then

My legs are wrapped around

And then

I am heaving into that

Porcelain bowl.

Fingers,

Toothbrush,

Hairbrush.

Anything.

And then

I am gagging

Sputtering

Coughing

Coughing

Coughing

Until all of my

Guilt

Anxiety

Fear

Come hurling up

And are

Flushed

Down.

Author's Note

I didn't convey all the emotions that I wanted to. But I guess that leaves some of it up to you. First time I've been able to write in a long while. Feels good, would feel better if the subject matter was a bit nicer. But I'll take it.