Tuesday, January 5, 2016

There's always more

the word more is in white letters on a black background and written three times and stacked on top of each other

I didn't think we could be
more further apart
but we are

the small things
not saying "good night"
to each other

I used to pull
the light cord
and, you'd come and hear it

now, the metal chain
is yanked down
I turn on my side to sleep

I've always slept
on my right side
I didn't mean to sleep
away from you

I've slept on the left side
of the bed
and I've still faced outward

sometimes I've been afraid
that you're going to
accidentally hit me in the night
you don't sleep as calmly as

I do

I can't sleep
on my stomach like
you do

you still invite me to eat
your cooking
but I'm not
eating meat so much

so that isn't shared
anymore

we can still be
in the same bed
but be worlds apart

people can be worlds apart
and still feel like
they're facing each other

that's love

the sum of all parts

my breasts do not make
me a women
how can they
men have breasts

often times
their breasts are
much larger than
mine

my breasts
have always been
small
wearing training bras

then graduating to
a size 32AA
sounds like a battery
or something you'd get at a hardware store

there was a time
when I wore bras
colored ones
cotton ones

but my skin did not
care for these
I'd try and count how many
pimples I'd have on my back

so I gave them up
and wore bandaids across
my nipples
and later tape

my nipples always seemed
odd to me
much darker than my skin
like a raspberry with small bumps

I'd poke at them
play with them
ask them why
they are how they are

wonder if I could live
without them
so I wouldn't have to do
tape or bandaids

my nipples gave me away
of being born a female
no matter how short my hair
or what clothes I wore

these parts I have
are not the sum of me
they were what I was born with
but do not define me

I do not hate them
but I don't want to be bound by them either
my breasts
my vagina

I do not hate them
but I don't want to be
bound by them
either