There's no peace,
Not in this life
Defined by body types
and whether you have a gap between your thighs
Success, written in the curvature
of your arse - or chest -
Measure me?
Be my fucking guest.
Do I meet the requirements?
Have I passed the test?
Too large,
Doesn't fit the mould they said
Nonetheless, your body is
reduced to a skeleton,
No evidence is left
What did you expect.
So, how big is your coffin when you die?
How many attendees at your funeral,
what did you leave behind?
A bank balance
-That's nice
