Reactions
He wants to know
Why I do “that stupid thing.”
How can I explain
To one who has never lived
In this no-man’s-land of soul-ache?
I try to tell the story
I don’t understand myself:
I hurt (deep inside)
I hate (my betraying my body)
I feel (the harsher cuts of those who came before)
To him,
These are not the answers.
He wants to know
Why I do “that disgusting thing.”
He asks me why
I can’t love my body,
Then hits with another betrayal:
Turning his back,
He says he can’t love it either.
He can’t even bear to look.
Diane Loud