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Legs
I step forward but overreach
It causes a lurch and
I’m off my feet
The strides not right it feels all |stiff|
My joints |tighten|. My wings are clipped.
gangly legs not meant for me
Every step up, feels like three
Back
I’m moving
the future’s not bright
It's not right and not quite what i want in life
Such, is the status of my site
Can i fight
My own body, set alight
An arson is
BEAUTIFUL
Flaming freedom is my dream
And i would do all i can to see it seen
But money burns fast
While flesh is slow to heat
sorry sight
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So I had just read Monstrous Regiment, by Terry Pratchett, and that got me thinking about body dysmorphia. My legs were the first thing that came to mind. They're so different from how I remember now, and while of course its natural I just hate how they feel so it seemed like a good point to base a poem on dysmorphia on.