I’m different in it, skimp details but it’s still me.
Keep the scars so it looks real
Try to imagine what you’d say, what draws your eyes
You study my landscape.
My body is porous conglomerate - holds water, breaks easy & often
My body is shale & sandstone - dig deep to well its worth
I made a map ofmy scars and warts - the pieces i’ve cut away
I am a stone clastic and coarse grained
I was formed for this world
I am not afraid of my body - I hope you feel the same about yours
I won't let fear take anything away