Bodies

By...Lea Anne Stoughton   

Bodies, skin, blessing, sin
Do you love the skin you’re in?

We shave and pluck, nip and tuck
Sweat and gasp and bust our ass
Eat this, not that. Bad hair? A hat!
Don’t you think my thighs look fat?

Do you use the skin you’re in?
Bodies are made to be broken in.
They play and hug and kiss and fuck
But never, ever often enough.
Time and use will leave their marks
On every one of us, dear heart,
No matter how hard you try to stay
As flawless as a newborn babe.

Worrying is such a waste
When death is staring in our face.
Instead, let’s use the skin we’ve got
To flesh out life’s simplistic plot.