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bodies are not ornamental

March 28th, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #354 for Karen Cigna

 

I am an animal

On my body
I have
fat, hair
a penis
nipples, pimples
lips, ass and ears

Inside me
there is
urine, feces, viruses, blood, bacteria

Snot, saliva, shit, semen, wax, piss, puss, blood, bile, gas
all
come out of me

Although I think and I feel
although I have a soul
I am also a body
sometimes too big
sometimes too much odor
sometimes too clean
sometimes it wants to be fucked
sometimes just touched lightly
sometimes it wants to be looked at
sometimes this body wants to move, shake, wiggle

This body
eats, sleeps, destroys, wakes, creates

Fragile
Complex
Delicate
Extraordinarily sophisticated

Within logic
we continuously add
opinions, judgments
necessitate observations
for an unnecessary perspective of
our own existence

The ego should be starved
not the body
because I am
simply
an animal
and I exist
as this body…

it is
what and
who and
why I am…

That is how it has been
since birth
until death…

My body is not ornamental,
opinions are not welcome!

af

(written with pen on paper)

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