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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Other · #1700996
something human.
I.

I wear clothes because I
can't let anyone
see my skin in public.

I wear shoes that cover my feet.

I go through a door to
the bathroom so that
no one else can see me shit.

It goes underground where no one will see it.

II.

My body is like your body.
My body breathes and moves.
It moves limbs and bowels.

I am living inside an animal
that grows hair and eats flesh.

I own hair clippers and toothpaste.


III.

I wear skin because I
haven't figured out
just how to leave it yet.

I brush my teeth to
scrub away the stains
of animal flesh and oxygen.

I still breathe, eat, shit, fuck, kill and die.

I'll eat on an elevated surface.
Maybe that's a start.

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