as if I am even hurting anything;
some embittered tremulous
thing shaking her fist at the
moon and praying for a tidal

you notice my arms are toned,
you say I really wear my weight.
you watch me lift bone to sky
and notice the notch in my veins
before you even notice
the flood.


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