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“Elaina, i’ve brought you lunch.
It’s your favorite,
a small salad and water.”

“Thank you, Pamela.
You’re the best little sister ever.”

“No, i’m not! Just look at you!
I can see your bones, Elaina.
You can barely breathe.
You haven’t much time left.
Have you really been happy?”

“For the most part.
But i’d give anything
if i could break
my own rules, and eat something
fattening for once in my life.”

“I’ll fix it, big sister,
whatever you want.
I’ll make a pizza as big as the sky.
I’ll prepare pies as thick as a house.
I’ll bake a cake two stories high,
If you only say the word.”

“No. I’d like some dressing with this salad.”

“Elaina, please,
i’m begging you, eat!
I don’t want you to die
The way mother did!
I’ll feed you cookies until you puke.
I’ll make enough pudding to fill swimming pools,
I’ll steal ambrosia away from the gods,
If you only say the word.”

“Maybe a slice of bread would be nice.”

“Elaina, you are killing yourself!
I love you too much to do this to you.
I’ll fix you a sandwich as long as your legs,
I’ll put on wings and be your flying angel,
I’ll get on my hands and knees to kiss you,
If you only say the word.”

“I’m not hungry anymore.”

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HELLO!!!!

I just wanted to stop by and lety ou know I was here!!!

This is a secret poet page raid!!!

Have a GREAT day!

Steph

• Re: Muses to the Muse by sapphicmuse on Thursday, October 22

Lestat here. nice muses....why aren't I your greatest muse? what's wrong with you?