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Lunch time in Bedlam

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Lunch time.
Our noon day buffet.
The anorexics hang back with wax paper skin,
scrutinizing thier flaws.
The bulimics stampeed
Thier minds starve for what thier stomachs will purge later.
The rest of us shuffle in line,
as our medications sit next to our jello.





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