Saturday, March 3, 2018

The Body Snatcher’s Lament

I’ve noticed that some humans
Feel trapped in female bodies
Or trapped playing males.

Others feel trapped as they age,
Children lost in ghoulish flesh.
Others cannot move or speak.

I empathize with them all.
I’ve been sent here to pretend,
To observe and to compete
As if I were you myself,

But I’m not. I’m not from here.
Your body is a costume
I can barely bear to wear.
This ghost inside your sickness

Will never blame you. Let me
Leave you. Let me out of here.

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