i can't be cool and oh-so-contained like
i splurge, i seep
i leek all over you

every hole dripping with the gore of my soul
this holy mess
my body is not a containment area
it is not secure
my body is a catastrophe that hasn't waited to happen
a bomb that's gone off

(oops)

my body is not a temple
no health here
only the just about staving off of death
only the constant and unregultaed exchange
this wide open border of love
and the torn open arse of the betrayed

(oops)

i am both abuser and abused
object, subject
an outer in and the inner out
my skin is the only thing around that's unreal
it's a chimera that dissolves at the lightest touch
the lovers sigh upon the ???

(oops)

access to the soul hacked right in
fingers in the trough of my personality
fiddling away

i share these genes with most of the rest of creation
i drop these jeans for all the others

i'm not proud
you fuck me over
you will fuck me over
i will be fucked over by you
and i will love it
i do love it
and i will beg for more
and i will weep and make a mess upon your doorstep
(or your bathroom if you let me get that close)

i'm incorrigible
there is no exclusion zone around me
there is no love without me
and where i am is love

(words by simon jones)