this poem was written in a nuanced response to many Photoshopped “perfect” images that are posted on Twitter. life is just not like that.
black-white photos show light and shade,
to stroke such skin, flawless and smoothe,
i could kiss that firm flesh, carefully-made,
if I could dance, stiff limbs would move.
why not post pictures of yourself instead?
are you self-concsious, spotty, eyes puffy?
don’t you look sexy un-burnished in bed?
not photoshop sleek, perhaps a bit scruffy?
i’m skew-ways, over my wanted-weight,
hair half-grey, ageing skin slightly loose;
foolish the fish tempted such tasteless bait:
introverted, bookish, a sometime-recluse.
we all fall for ideal, so willingly fooled,
only snatches seen, long lost God’s garden;
sin stains souls, bodies wrong-schooled:
hunger never satiated, He holds our pardon.
photo: Dora Kazmierak https://www.instagram.com/dorakazmierak/