self portrait #5 : 4/05
this is me.
the acid in my skin makes carbonation disappear. it lets nothing inside or left tied to the frame. works to keep arsenic coated ventricles pumping.
this is me.
a sketched image of scars and shaking limbs and angles of myself i never meant to discover but unfolded and refolded into honesty’s lonely palm.
this is me.
army of one in disarray living by the wayside. righting wrongs written on bareback breasts with the 2 bit melody of a 9-millimeter. a cavernous calamity.
this is me.
the pavement lays sparkling cold beneath my bare feet. i’m poised like a broken trophy on a dusty shelf of bleached lives and vain curvatures called smiles.
this is me.
what will you do now that i am standing naked in front of you? what will you do now that i have one more layer to shed
what will you do now that i have nothing left to give?
this is me.
copy write JANE2005
(on Z)
