LOVE

god knows
i'm tender in here
regardless of the shape
and length of my bones
despite
my fuck it
and goddamn
and how i learned to be
and walk
and talk
i am soft
inside
and delicate
and sometimes small enough
to fit in your pocket

nestled
in a bed of lint
swaddled and happy

and not pretending

though i pretend
for you
and us
and hide my tender truth
whilst i gather
our sustenance