Just as much obscurity as will make me noticeable
It is hard to be proud when every prosthetic is better than you

I am reduced to nothing but what am I reduced to

there is a man on the side of the parkway with a plan and a gun
I fall off bridges I thought I'd burned

Every night I sleep with a stranger
One whose shadow I dwell in every day
When I wake I cannot see them anymore

You have too many words on your geographic tongue
My heart is dancing in the rain with a
strange man with no ****** features

My umbilical cord was involuntarily cut

I never told them I wanted this body

I cannot move so instead I imitate who I think I am over and over again until the door opens

Mankind has been taught to think for too long
so we should stop

How can you trace my
bones with your
hands

How can you touch me after what I've done

for extra

Surprise! Surprise; this life should not come as one

Push me off of that
roof as I
finish writing this

and whispering but I am not there I am not there I am not there