Petals in a Slave

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I've been asked a couple of times where I belong.

You do a lot of things.

You know a lot of things. 

I smile. 

Does the ocean explain why she roars in pain sometimes? 

Or why she edges closer to the shores just to feel her lover sometimes? 

Or why she sits still for days without so much as a whimper? 

Do the trees explain why they sway to nothing but air when we dance only to music? 

Why do they bear fruits even without mating? 

Like my mouth that speaks at the same time my legs are moving

Like my blood that flows the same time my heart is pounding 

Like my age that grows the same time my breasts are falling 

Like my eyes are closing to rest the same time my mind is waking to wander

Like my hands are holding your hands same time my breathing is quickening

So am I 

I am Art. 

I do not belong beneath the earth. 

I do not belong in the sky. 

I do not belong in the water.

I do not belong in the air. 

I belong everywhere. 

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