Lets take your body

for a minute,

for a moment,

for example:

It's a permeable capsule,

It's a string over time;

Fraying 'round the edges,

Rotting from the core --

And you thought for a moment

It was the one thing that was yours.

 

See it measured,

See it altered,

See it given a price.

Augment it with an instrument,

Cut it with a knife.

Sculpt it, paint it, peirce it,

Feel it tickled by a tongue

It is the archivist of scars

Ohh, when you were young...

 

The healing of a wound;

A war we can't remember;

A scar on my skin;

Ink upon the paper.

A word tossed in the air;

A persisting sting;

A mask you might remove

Could leave me wearing nothing.

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  • JoinedFebruary 2004
  • OccupationMusician
  • HometownPincher Creek, AB
  • Current cityToronto, ON
  • Countrycanada
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styler* says:

his face flaps

July 29, 2004

The taxi cab stopped, but no one got in.

March 8, 2004