Her body spilled over the lawn.

I got too big, too big to fit in my room and so I spilled onto the lawn.
Veins stretched across pale flesh, arteries ready to burst like ripen cherries in the summer heat.
Your taste still stifled my tongue that had engorged violet, becoming an elysian galaxy far away.
Thighs melted like butter onto the pavement, discolored and putrid they stained the sidewalk. 
The canvas of my stomach imbued a cracked dawn of stretch marks; bone white.

Soon people began to notice and they'd sit on the sidewalks and stare in wonder as I tried to pull myself back together.
But as the days dragged into cool autumn evenings that ended in frosty nights that wonder wrapped itself into horror. 
How could someone become so untangled in their own mind?

And so they began to point and giggle at this disformed blob of incompetence.
Placing bets on how long I would last; how real my teeth that bit into a smile were. 
Slowly, they started to build a fence around me, and placed their own price on my fate. 

Please stop - 
Her lucidity cracked into a million thoughts that evaporated with the morning light. 

Those who stared deemed her tears envisioned by lypophrenia, everything was fine for now. 
Tears thick like oil were set aflame. 
Her eyes were like starched wildflowers.
Lips cracked, dotted with the corpses of white dwarf stars. 

With care she began threading her veins together, wrapping her flesh in skin color latex.
But her heart began bubbling from her throat, frothy with black soot. 
And her ears burned with their laughter and her tears scorched her face and she was trapped. 
Entrapped in her shortcomings, in her own body that was too big. 
It was so big it spilled all over the lawn.