You are not a woman in a man’s body/ a man
in a woman’s body.
You are you in your body
your interests and desires are not what you’ve
What do you want?
In tense deep night conversations
with inheld voicing,
what do you say?
Do you believe
“I was born wrong.”?
try to deceive with longing fantasies
of how life might be derived from choice,
free of man made realities?
“Heal me.” you implore of bare air.
“Teach me not to care, or to disappear.”
This world has become so small.
Barely room to breathe soul exhaust.
Survival’s not worth the cost of your
one true life.
Once there were heroes, transcending self
definition to live one true moment (however long).
Transcend myths; claim your interests and desires
if only for a moment,
strong with desire
without feeling wrong (unless what you want is
What does the you that’s true want?
Body, mind, soul?