cold toes on the cold floor
the bathroom smells vaguely like bile
there is eyeliner striped on the sink

this is
all that i own

image is inherited: first came the body
and then our ideas of it,
execution before substance, effect
before planning

when i wake in the dark and the cold
i feel strong, buoyed by
desire, reaction, intensity

(add illness to
the sense of ownership i feel
over my body)