She cannot explain her metamorphosis Her human condition is almost devitalized Refusing to eat, strong will to last Anorexia forces her body To react in eccentric ways She's so skeletal, severely attenuated Normal expectations From mainourishment A lucid ligurine, this weakened thinning woman Her ribs show clearly And lungs inhailing oxygen Muscle structures and subculaneous organs visible "What is happening to me" she gasps aloud Her moans drift from withering pains She observes vibrant blood Flowing through her veins My anorexic whore A thinning corpus She looks into herself As if she's staring thourgh glass Translucent skin, collophane pigments Mutated, dilated pigments Dermis layers transparent "What is happening to me" she gasps aloud She looks into herslef as if she's gazing through glass A glass ligurine... Her flesh is a pane into which I stare Her beautiful bowels I now perceive Her skin cannot hideWhat tangible matter lies inside Her body eats itself Draining nourishment from every pore She only wants to possess Exterior shapely loveliness I can easily see her soul My anorexic whore A thinning corpus She looks into herself As if she's staring through glass Translucent skin, cellophane pigments Mutated, dilated pigments Dermis layers transparent "What is happening to me" she gasps aloud She looks into herself as if she's gazing through glass A glass ligurine...