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Plagiarized Flesh

I have plagiarized your flesh a hundred times or more.
With words
with paint,
even with bone and paper mache sculptures.

I plagiarized your eyes once
with a tattoo gun
on to another woman's back.

I have stolen and misused your face so many times
with hypodermic needles scraping away at black ink from white scratchboard.

I have used your breasts and torso
in many drawings scratched with ball point pen
drawn while I was bored on many, many, napkins.

I have 'lifted' you so many times,
I was shocked when someone called my name at the grocery store
and I turned around to see you.
Somehow I figured you were someplace...
just a pile of extra bits,
left overs
just moldering...
someplace.

Yep, that must be why seeing you startled me so badly
that it made my heart
race
straight to my throat.

poem by Brevet Wilson
Added by Poetry Lover
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