Purge

You mutter 'excuse me' with a smile,
you stroll to the bathroom,
make sure you're alone,
lock the door.

And the routine begins:

Kneel down,
fingers down, rough and foreign,
stomach contracts,
food comes up.

your satisfied
loljk

get up,
flush it down,
cry a little,
walk back.
like everything's fine.

it's not.