Body Song


No one  ever taught me to claim my body

Now it’s everyone’s else’s

A barren wasteland of landscapes

Chemical burns and 9 hour shifts

Touches slowly disintegrating into skin cells


I never claimed my body now it’s everyone else’s

Like a yearbook with too many signatures

Wasteful lump of tendons

Bones and boo

December chills

I never claimed my body so he claimed it for me.

And we are grateful forever.


  • L. B. Mek

    you have a talent for vividly immersive phrasing and uniquely quirky imagery,
    thanks for sharing

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