not just a body
I am not just a body, I have a brain,
bones, muscle, membrane,
marrow, blood, tissue, hair.
I am not just a body, I am have a liver,
lungs, kidneys, intestines,
I produce mucus, bile, sh*t, urine,
I scar, I bruise, I catch colds worth curing.
I am not just a body, I have a heart,
it pumps and beats so I can breathe.
It aches and pains inside of me.
I am not just a body, I am a spirit,
I feel and act and think.
I bubble forth emotions, tears and laughter on the brink
of spilling out.
I have a mouth, a tongue, a throat, vocal chords,
I know how to use my words like blessings and like swords.
And all this adds up, and makes me
human.
Just like you.
Appreciate my body, I know I do.
It can bring great pleasure to you.
It can take you to the state of ecstasy,
and leave you wallowing in a dreamy fantasy.
You can use my body, as I use yours,
and we can enjoy the wonders we are made for.
So imagine my distain when I am reduced to
breasts, butt, lips, sex,
an instrument that can be taken and then left.
It's like a painter's master piece labeled a brush stroke,
a symphony summarized in a single note.
My ass is not just the fat above my thighs;
I am not a tool made for fun times.
I am not just a body, I am a person,
I do not ask you carry my emotional burden,
only that you treat me like I deserve,
because a body can't f*cking curse
a jerk like you.
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