optical illusion
from one angle flat
smooth
the fucking reason to
be a flesh-and-blood female
and next it expands outwards
a house of mirrors
there short
there tall
stout
skinny
-
I feel like the man in the room of
ten thousand clocks
each a perception of my thigh
my stomach
the back of my neck
some my whole fucking body
They tick away I say
What Time Is It?
what time is it really
tell me
so I can abandon
this disgust I sometimes feel
of having a body at all
i seen ya, and i know ya.
ReplyDelete...i can't really describe how much i relate to this