This is the fifth installment of my poem in several parts, “Invisiphilia: An Epic.” For an introduction to the piece, please read Part One.
Invisiphilia: An Epic
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PART 5: SELF
Not until you’re thin as Amber,
lithe as Julia;
not until you’re Michelle-skinny,
graceful as Anna.
Not until that perfect ten,
that Nicole (she’s so hot).
Not until you’ve lost that ten, not
til you’re weightless (not).