Body By Numbers.

i count my teeth with my tongue
sliding it over each surface
they could be cleaner

i count my lashes with my eyes
half-closed and blissful
they could see clearer

i count my breasts with your hands
tight grip and whispers
they could be fuller

i count each breath with my lungs
i stretch and fill them
they could be pinker

i count my legs with my razor
each hair departing
they could be smoother

i count my thoughts with my mind
there’s noise and aching
they could be quieter

i count my ribs with my fingers
press hard to feel them
fuck being thinner

i’m more than numbers

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