This is just a wonderful comparison. Nicely written to address a serious issue. I liked the ending especially.
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Wow, amazing piece. The wording of this is so rich and descriptive that I was completely drawn into the words. Even though the lines were long, it read smoothly with seemingly no pause or hesitation. Not to mention how true your meaning is. I love the image of the last two lines.

Wow, you've got some anger in this...

I like what you have to say, there is something to be said - both of jealousy, and understanding - when a poet reads another poet's piece and allthey feel is contempt. You should that very well here. Writers by nature are harsh people, I think we have to be in order to understand and create life as we do.

Much love,
Juliet.

I like this. It sort of say to me, screw everyone who wants poety to be perfect. An excuse, if you will, for our imperfections.

I like it. :D

Very clever. You're still great.

(Remember me?)

one of the few times i've laughed aloud while reading poetry. Favorite, because it's too truthful and far too witty to only be read once. A clever analogy.

I loved this. So raw, as with most of your work it really captivates me. I liked the use of metaphors within this, the similarities drawn between 'dieting' to get the perfect figure and writing poetry. As always, amazing.

this is so amazing, it renders me speechless.
it's nice to have a little fat. muffin tops are going to come back in style. (:

There's perfection in imperfection when it comes to poetry.

And one of my favourite things about your poems have always been the analogies.

:), altho i have a hard time
believing this much resembles
your physique. but you never
know. fairly often i accidentally
start in the middle. i'll cut
huge swathes and move them around
like shuffling a deck of cards.
i don't necessarily care too much
for the compulsive preservation of
the spacetime continuum when i'm
sniffing out a new effect. but i
do always edit the crap out of
them, although this is probably
seldom noticable; imagine how
verbose they were in their earliest
incarnations, with feet sprouting
from shoulders and tongue trailing
down around the toes...

"Never leave your poem bare
or your body, to be fair."

this brought a smile to my face,
because i know i could always work a little harder on each piece,
but i just post it the way it is anyway. :)
"love handles filled with awkward pauses and inappropriate juxtapositions,"
it just made me grin from the wit of it.
:)