Shot From Both Sides #NaPoWriMo – Day 14

I photographed my body for you,
a documentary offering
of the banality of my flesh.
A pale haunch and, beneath its hide,
muscle and sinew in the process of decay.

The temporal swell of generous breast
on its way to a lesser generosity,
having fed no one anything,
a subject with no object,
abjection incarnate.

Here the proportional entirety,
head attached for authentication,
my hands recursively employed
photographing my hands
along with their attachments.

I sent them to you convinced
you were clever enough
to spot the irony of my absence,
the absurdity of the useless gesture,
the aching poverty of remediation.