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.