Would you still love a nameless pile of flesh?Posted: April 3, 2012
Devoid of this skin, this name, this face
Would you still love me, devoid of these bones
Devoid of this frame that holds my shape
Would you still care? Would you still hold
My limp, lifeless stump of a hand?
Devoid of my family, the grounds from where I come
Would you still have me, devoid of my bank account?
Devoid of my words, these hands that could touch
Would you still think of me the way you once had?
Devoid of these eyes, these lips that speak your name
Would you still cherish the moments we had?
Devoid of this hair, these cloths, these nails
Devoid of this smile, would you love a shapeless mound of flesh?
A pumping heart, a tangled web of veins
A few scraggly teeth, would you love a nameless pile of meat?
Brackish brain matter submerged in thoughts of you
A whole mass of love and feelings that pulse for you
Would you still love this shapeless messy pile?
Would you still care for this nameless fleshy mound?
I thought not.
But It’s ok
We are all very human