Beate Sigriddaughter

crippled by rules
for your own
good
you are

under
the tender impression
unkempt
you simply aren’t
acceptable
only bred groomed and
pruned especially
pruned
will you do

one day you
want to cancel
these masks
and your stale past
declaring this
body this beauty this
ego are no trap

you decide
to remember
what is left

it is harder
than you think