“Rather dead than fat”
a mantra empty of value –
too long chewed over,
too often spat out,
till entirely rubbed off its truth,
but not of its assumed calories.
Today’s prompt at NaPoWriMo.net was to borrow a line, word or an idea as the core of our new poem. I chose a random line from the Twitter bot tweeting lines by Sylvia Plath – “She would rather be dead than fat”. What followed as a result reflects my honest opinion. Smiles.