We tried to build a body
We melted for it //
We wept, we collapsed
To create it ;
To become a body.
You know it didn’t come out well
Bones askew, mismatched skins
And too many broken hearts.
And we can’t sleep
Because you’ll dream and call me Mary,
And I’ll tell you I’m not her
Now it’s 9:58pm
Our body wears nothing but naked silence and see-through thoughts /
You can hear my dreams
Breaking with our many hearts:
You can hear my pen scribbling on paper
You know no one will read it’’
I can hear you clawing quietly under our flesh
Treading lightly over tired muscles
And jumping over bruised intertwined veins
Hoping for an escape,
Looking for a tiny crack
I know this body will break’
Don’t you remember when we were 9
We were young, we had an old body
We met soul to soul
Running to each other, sole by sole
But this old body was spacial
We constructed it from time and memories
As we tripped during races
And fetched water in the rain with metal buckets
We did not have dreams then
Except catching an airplane one day in mid flight
We did not even have names then
You called me girl.
I bought a wedding dress and burned it
You found ‘the one’ and buried her
We were just looking for a new home
We were looking for new bodies.
We are not ready.
Send me a new body.