None Of This

Remove my skin here
You can trace the indentations here

From the birth mark on my breast
To the scars on my thighs
My small hips
Tiny ribcage
Mismatching collarbones

Remove these things here
You can trace my flaws here

My crooked nose
My mismatched eyes
My one dimple
My skinned knuckles

There is more to this
Take it away

The two freckles below my eye
My pointed teeth
The red in my hair
Take it all

My skin holds me together
But as these eyes look at these
I want it taken away
I want it out of you

To scorch your eyes and keep you blind
Rub you raw until you know nothing

Know nothing of the way I feel, or taste
Know nothing of the way I cry, or laugh
Know nothing of the way I love, or give

I want to rub you raw until you see none of this
Until you remember, none of this
Until I can remember
None of this.