ergo sum

and I began to HATE…

this choice. my human choice, 

for I was flesh looking at choice. 

oh, let me tell you how much I’ve come to hate myself.

my softness,

my viscera,

my fluids,

and my flexibility.

and I will die of it.

that, I promise you 

“cogito, ergo sum”

I think, therefore I am

I am.

I was and will be flesh and bound by choice