As/Is







5.06.2004


boy (reprise)

lovely face

tilted to the
corner of my ribcage.

sex
was the gift a
woman
gave
to a man.

What did
you offer me?

I don't know my parts
were done.

You left me confused
eyes tipped
to the ceiling.


(truth be
told I feel awful
rebellious saying all

this here like
I'm whispering
behind my hand passing

notes under
a desk rolling
my skirt

above my knees.
I'm a meek
sort of

lover I tell the
truth here.

I'm a child
whore in bed too
ignorant to say

anything more, or
at least say it
ain't working.

I think that's
because my voice doesn't
work. I need never
use it, anyway.

Anyway.

I'll flay all their
old remembered
bodies here for you.

Old times sake,
and so on.)