Jour deux cent dix-huit. 218/365.

#escapril jour 5 : The view from up here

One layer down

I scan the mountains of myself as

I turn on the tap.

Second layer down, a short sigh of relief and a grunt

I knead my belly roughly, loaf-ing out loud

I don't like what I see

I never like what I see

Who ever does like what they see ?

Looking for a rolling pin under the sink but

Instead I reach for the shower head.

Final layer down, a glance

at the foliage of my legs

at the grooves,

at the old stitches,

at the slots,

at the hidden knots that are now

part of my design.

Glancing queen,

Showering -

Only quarantined.