My body IS NOT LIKE... 10/24/11

series of comparisons, pick 1 & expand upon it.

My body

• is not like me
• is not like a cool bath on a hot summer day
• is not like walking in from the rain
• is not like the comfort of feather-filled pillows or of sinking into your bed after a long, hard day
• is not like home, but is the only place of residency i have ever known
• is not like the soft fur of a rabbit's back or the stride of a lion or tiger, filled with power and grace

My body is not like home, but is the only place of residency I have ever known. There lies no warm, soft bed within my walls, nor is there a dog bounding to the door upon my return. A sloped, sideways grin does not stretch upon my face upon the thought of my body. No ball of joy warms my stomach to sit night after night in my body, nor do I ever sit comfortably in my own skin. I do not wish it to remain as such, forever to be remembered in this way. My body is not where I retreat to in times of [peril] despair or hardship, nor where I go in search of support. My body is not the noun which is affected bby the verb or adjective- it is rather the verb AND adjective which destroys the noun that is me. It is the source of my woe and despair [suffering] and I am afraid it will never be the noun that truly represents me.