It began where it stopped;
The anorexic abhorrence of eating.
The definition of the ribcage
With nutrition-lack increasing.

He began to stave himself
Until his bones turned into keys.
The only thing he ate was Beethoven
In lonely moments such as these.

Starved himself to life in death
And overindulged in the famish;
Staved himself until his breath
Began to wither away and vanish.

Only in the end did he rejoice
When he was nothing left
But dust and warts.
He played: “No one would hear my voice,
But maybe they’ll listen to my corpse.”

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