Blue Breath Wide Net

I don’t think it’s sexy to say
hi, please look at me, I’m hungering for acknowledgment
being seen and being gazed upon and being remembered
and being possessed, letting myself be the complement
being desired like a partner like an object like a friend
and earning your appreciation and making you happy

it’s embarrassing to be so obvious and sincere
like a billboard, built before current zoning laws
grandfathered in, a gaudy shipwreck on the Northway

but I say it anyway, I breathe out like Godzilla, blue breath, wide net
and tell you everything, blow the dust off the bones and peel away the flesh
I make myself a soft pink membrane buzzing with nerve endings
and hope for the best

© Jessica Umbra, 2024
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