(just two years ago)

These bodies rot away
like the humanness that lives inside them.
Life is so undeserving.
It's such a chance
we did not choose.
It's such a chance.
We play with.
Going in blindly,
not sure what shape were coming out as.
There is no guarantee
to take away the sting,
(of the salt rubbed so vicariously in the wound)

-Jacquie Mayotte 12/09/04