this body was a person once
with uninterrupted skin
and lungs ballooning with ambition
it even knew its own name
this body isn’t much for purity culture
but perhaps it was the hands that touched it
that took away the self, the animation
or perhaps it was the slow decay of mourning
or the woodgrain patterns of trauma
all building upon each other
to make this body a tree
but this body was a person once
this body was a person once
my body was a person once
This is really powerful. So many great line:
lungs ballooning with ambition …the slow decay of mourning …the woodgrain patterns of trauma..
And of course, the repetition/change of the final lines. Well done. Thank you.
Powerful is so true for this piece. And you made so many great choices to reinforce your point.