1939 Schloerwagen - Via
Riding in his car,
with his hand creeping up my thigh,
he tells me that I’m a mystery.
He wants to know
who I was before he touched me,
so he plucks the name of each
past lover from my mouth.
But I am not a graveyard where
mens’ touches have come to die.
There are no tombstones
inside of me, waiting for someone to
blow the dust off of them.
My chest does not come with
names and dates etched into it, so please,
quit looking for the face of each of my ghosts.
There is more to me
than who I have loved.
You will not
learn who I am
by learning how I’ve
out there is just
of this big empty
for me, acting is more about self-exploration. I’ve learned a lot about myself in order to learn about the craft. I’ve always been very big on self-exploration & answering my own questions.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we’ll never get used to it."