Snipping off the trimmings now,
casting away the arbitrary.
Slicing on through thick skin,
juice spewing up like geysers
bursting out from these racing veins.
Now you chip-chip-chip away
this bleached, milk-bone skeleton.
No, you are not reducing me.
Far from it.
You are looking for me.
Sifting through the web-work,
traversing these interwoven threads,
riding waves of association
just hoping to happen upon the center,
to crash upon my shores.
Peeling off this masque,
tearing away the costume
just to reveal what I am,
knowing in the process
you're not wasting away
what I'm made of.
Like peeling an onion,
only you are so far from reddened eyes
and bleeding tears as you carve
your way to my core.
Now, naked as I've ever been,
transparent and vulnerable,
I have no choice but to tap
my true strength.
For all I've got is survival now.
And spite?
Spite is my only fuel.
casting away the arbitrary.
Slicing on through thick skin,
juice spewing up like geysers
bursting out from these racing veins.
Now you chip-chip-chip away
this bleached, milk-bone skeleton.
No, you are not reducing me.
Far from it.
You are looking for me.
Sifting through the web-work,
traversing these interwoven threads,
riding waves of association
just hoping to happen upon the center,
to crash upon my shores.
Peeling off this masque,
tearing away the costume
just to reveal what I am,
knowing in the process
you're not wasting away
what I'm made of.
Like peeling an onion,
only you are so far from reddened eyes
and bleeding tears as you carve
your way to my core.
Now, naked as I've ever been,
transparent and vulnerable,
I have no choice but to tap
my true strength.
For all I've got is survival now.
And spite?
Spite is my only fuel.
