Rubber sack

My body is a pink
rubber sack.
I let you put your
hard parts in it –
and by hard I mean
your thoughts feelings and
which can’t change shape.
Fortunately my pink
rubber sack is elastic so
your hard parts won’t cut
out the surface of it
from the inside.
I can wrap it around your
neck when you are cold
and I can hide it in your
pocket when you are
I can erase dots from
any surface
and I can blow it as
a pink bubble to
fill up a room.
My body is a pink
rubber sack in which I
can carry your mom’s heritage
all the money we try to
spend and those hardly
files I write.
My body is a pink rubber sack.
It does stretch but it doesn’t tear.

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