There's no peace,
Not in this life
Defined by body types
and whether you have a gap between your thighs
Success, written in the curvature
of your arse - or chest -
Measure me?
Be my fucking guest.
Do I meet the requirements?
Have I passed the test?
Too large, Doesn't fit the mould
they said
Nonetheless, bodies reduce to bones
a skeleton: equal in the end
No evidence is left
What did you expect?
So, how big is your coffin when you die?
How many attendees at your funeral,
what did you leave behind?
A bank balance
-That's nice
