Im 33 years old. Today I saw my body naked Mine For the first time And I never knew how to make sense of it before The geometry was defunct and deficient But now things swell where they should swell And curve where they should curve and dip Where Well They didnt dip before And I only caught a passing glance In the mirror above the sink On my way to the shower I had to hold myself up for In the mirror I seemed unfamiliar, and yet somehow official As if confirming that this This is how things would be from now on The routine began as routines often do The same A shaved head, a lathered breast Rinsing my self with the patterned strokes and sways And then A move to venture boldly forth with pink soap and a gentle touch to trace the peaks and valleys of my newest terrain Holding my breath Bracing for pain Or pleasure But it was only discovery Topography Mapping out a mystery Which in itself holds a certain kind of joy After, water off Body dripping The nurse wraps a towel around me And I stand there, twice her size Naked 33 years old And begin to cry you feel pain? She asks me. No. I reply I feel good.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 04:08:46 +0000
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