Saturday, February 12, 2011

The disabled body,
is too much in some places,
not enough in others.
Heads too large to know.
Limbs too short to move.
We would have had to stand on equal ground
to begin with
if we were to reallocate resources
and balance this equation
But 2 heads and no limbs
don't equal a whole
A hole in a heart
traced in a bloodline
giving breath to a memory I have not lived
and body to a soul I have not inherited.

The body is marked.
Stained in growth
and grown in soil
soiled in sheets
and cheated in game
played in war
and won in theory.

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