"The more you pare the fatter it becomes" -
by which you meant, I suppose, that leanness
occupies its space exactly.
You pressed matter to vanishing point.
Your fingers restlessly expunged
the most tenuous superfluity.
There is a limit, though, which now you´ve passed:
not to be at all is an extreme.
For us your existences are large,
massive between slender definitions.