bodyparts 11

defining myself through my bodyparts
separating the pieces
taking me apart

excluding emotions
adding logic and art
and all i come up with is a questionmark

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bodyparts 10

spaced out!
body check....
what is left of the past me?

passing places where i've been
there might be the slightest breeze
of emptyness
left behind

a hole in the existence
plain air filling my space
memories as floating clouds
a thin feeling of blue

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bodyparts 9

brain on autopilot
body on slow mode
eyes closed for the season
ears and mouth shut off

solely depending
on fingertip emotions
tactile sense of skin
defining positive from negativ
and all the shades between

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bodyparts 8

giving u an image
chose the bodypart
fitting it for vision
cool enough for art

transformed into beauty
of shadows and light
making the reality
simple black and white

does that make it a lie?

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bodyparts 7

what is truth?

is it images i get when opening my eyes
or those i see with my eyes closed?

is it the words i hear from right n left
or the words inside my head?

is it the figure standing on the ground
or the shadow stretched in front of it?

is it the logic my brain supplies
or emotions that my body feels?

is there truth at all?
is there anything at all?

or are we just playing in front of mirrors
seeing nothing but ourselves
reversed?

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bodyparts 6

dont come too close
too many scars
making me vulnerable n scared

like when a burnmark
mostly healed
is touched by loving
breeze of care
a tiny drop of softest warmth
it cuts like knives
through every shield

so stay away
or comfort me
only with a heart of ice

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bodyparts 5

space invaded
close to right hip
by a small forsaken sorrow
slowly burning, oozing fear

covered up
to be forgotten
never heard and never seen
buried in my bodyparts

as layer upon layer
is added firmly over years
making the grave
deep enough

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bodyparts 4

as smooth as u can touch
as deep as u can get
my sensors are uncountable
my g-spot never found

i spread them out
those that were touched
a pattern of desire
on a carpet made of bodyparts

walk easy on that carpet
press carefully my spots
mobilize my resources
revivify my soul

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bodyparts 3

using the spotlight as my veil

draped upon my hills n valleys

highlighting my bodyparts

standing alone

in the shadow of those hills

exposing the hidden

hiding in the exposed

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bodyparts 2

frequently asked question
were you ever abused?
i'm shouting NO!
i was fed love
got it on plates n as dessert
i whisper yes
did it myself
manipulating bodyparts
making them grow
making them slow
keeping myself in constant fear

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bodyparts 1

in my spaceship born from water

made of skin and flesh and bone

wangled, from creation to creation

as a most surprising art


i am working on this project

rearranging

bodyparts


making patterns, forming beauty

awaking lust and touch your heart

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