A way to bind me
a pretty girl in geisha ribbon
mouth sewn shut
complacent smile
stitched tight.
a balerina tiptoed
laced ankle
Pirouette
on broken bones.
a houswwife in apron gear
duster in hand
prozac in eyes
perfect napkin oragamied.
a crisped back
in corset and crinolin
lead white
breathing in blood.
I am none of these false things
these dead things.
A woman in her own skin
holwing through the pain
pushing through the fear
seeing.
