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from MY BODY IN PARTS

MY SCIATIC NERVE

Clothes get on my nerves.
My sciatic nerve particularly.
My back is degenerate, like mortal
+ pestle grinding my cartilage to dust.
Pinched nerves make me squeal, any belt
or waistband draws the pain into my groin.
Be aware of the naked man, wresting spread eagled
on 400 thread count white privileged cotton sheets,
me filling the queen size with my nakedness and pain.

Victor Enns © 2022

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