check on your friends?

when the call rang out to check on your friends

i had wanted to text, call- say hello


but I was interrupted by my need to make a decision


which would be easy?



then, I was purging all those thoughts

in the toilet bowl.

the embarassment would lead me

to gorge,

fill to the point of disgust and sickness

and return me to the toilet bowl

then that decision again:


which is easier?


what would they do with my body?


my body?

and i’d purge again




maybe, I will check on you later…