lose to find


to live in this body.

the lines drawn that arent mine,

my body stripped of its own bodyness

lines on lines, reworked by scars,

allowing the stiches to fuse into my skin.


when i was first mapped,

eel legs,

shapeshifting into new uniforms.

it broke in public.

i ride inside it.

silent passenger.

the way i find my body over and over.


lights on lights off,

lose it to find it.