Titan
I break open at the warmth of day,
called out to play by a roaring sun.
I find myself shining and shedding my skin,
revealing a perfect being beneath.
When I sweat I feel my form,
and it is unmatched.
Every curve, every hair,
scar, rip, bruise, bump,
glistens with my perspiration,
with my boiling blood.
I've never felt a hallow moment,
or lost my sense of self.
I grew up in acres of loss,
but I am eternally found.
A tall red creature sitting on the train,
behind a desk, in the passenger seat of a car,
who feels the earth whipping around her bare body.
In her belly I grow each day,
Reworking every moment,
Sucking up her heat,
Forever unflawed and forever undone.