Carving
By Silence
Feel the cold metal slice off the extra bit off skin
Surgical steel
pulling and stretching the flesh
Sown together in something that seems
monsterous
Take a hose and suck out all the undesired
Rending
the fat and unsightly blemishes off
Chisel at the bones, hacking
at them
Distorting nature to become a "natural beauty"
Carve
me, scult me
Make me less and less human
So I can be perfect
A piece off art that only the strongest stomach can view
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Copyright 2011 Silence
Published on Tuesday, April 26, 2011.
Filed under:
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Comments on "Carving"
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A former member wrote:
Incredible. It brings into question the limits of body modification and also brings to mind medication and how everything is now a "disorder" and when we surgically alter or take a pill to change these things it leaves the question: Where does one draw the line? When does one cease to be human?
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On Thursday, April 28, 2011, elisa
(1595) wrote:
a hideous human being.
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A former member wrote:
Wow. You are a genius :)