Little Circus.


Photography by Adam Coleman

my body is a container

memories

and thoughts

more than architecture

I wear the cake I ate

with pride

I wear the hurts I ached

right there

over my right eye


my body is a story

tiny circus

constructed and collapsed my tent

more times than can count

on toes

my legs are slick steel

tent pole

muscles, a tight rope

bend and flex.

roll and roar

underbelly open


my tongue is an animal.

my tongue is an animal.

this lung is an animal.

this ear is an animal.

this heart is an animal.

this touch is an animal.

this mind is an animal.

this tongue is an animal.

this tongue is an animal.

this tongue is an animal.


when to use you,

voice

when to lay low

whistle in the blow

I never learned

to tame you

too hot

too cold

and me

in a top hat

cracking the whip

my tongue is an animal.

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