I want a body that I can live in
I want a body with two dicks, five pouches, and fifteen holes
A body with no internal and no external
I want a body that no one can kick out of bathrooms
And then, I want no bathrooms
I want a body that screams, “Yes”
I want a body that says, “Yes, I’m hot for you”
I want a body with healthy organs
A body that sweats medical marijuana and golden dandruff flakes
I want a body in every color
I want a body that turns seas into land sculpture
An anti-toxin, a counter agent, to every shade of sex abuse slinking back from generations
I want a body that isn't afraid to fuck, and to be really fucked
That can take it, that begs for it, that asks you for it
I want a body that spurts fountains
A body that dentists write fan mail to
I want a body with no “neos” or “isms”
A high-rise, free body
A low-rent body, a no-rent body
An unfriskable body
I want a body I can offer up to you wherever you need me
A tocottie body, a body with no history, no plastic, no dread
I want a Baywatch body, in tight red shorts, and someone to rescue it
I want your body, and your body, and your body
A body that knows how to play possum with when it’s too scary out here alone
A nocturnal, musk filled body
A body that no matter how dead we seem always wakes up, clawing
Thank you!

This was Collective Body Possum, by the writer, who's actually here in the audience tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Jess Arndt!

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