Thursday, July 22, 2010

Concave Chest

This was written on July 22, 2010

Muscle ends here
Only bone remains covered lightly
Pale white skin layered sweetly
Barely hiding the weakness
A crater rests within my chest
There isn't much to be done
I must live with these breasts
Muscle made condensed
Spread like cold peanut butter
Spread by dip in my bones
Nothing will change this
Surgery is too risky
Breaking to force growth
Far too risky to try
Live with the crater

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