Going Up
Going Up?...
Basement storage room
Body parts
hard
plastic
scarred
spare pieces
scattered
tainted
used
dark places
underground
musty
cold
replaceable pieces
aged
storable
undisposed
Floor #1
Complete bodies
fresh
hard
plastic
Perfect image
faceless
smooth
admired
Absorbing life
faceless
content
unscathed
Desired bodies
timeless
sensual
purposeful
Scattered body parts
an arm
for jewelry perhaps
the head
displays a scarf
a leg or two
wearing pants or shoes
Life...
what part of me
do you need today?
a hand to reach out
my legs running about
my mind
my heart
what part?
Come inside the dark space
Take what you need
store away what you don't
Use what is left of me
scattered yet still useful
attainable & reserved
contently invisible
no longer beholding to beauty.
Life...
all of this is freely yours
tattered..torn or new
all I ask is
don't touch my soul
the one thing I can't give you
for I'll being "going up" someday
complete..unmarked..brand new
My soul is what is left inside
to this I have held on...
For I am "going up" someday
to....
Floor #1
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