Explicit Female – Secret life of the female body (text from show)

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It is the most sensual experience…

It gives you perspective.

It gives you understanding on the durability of the female body.

How we have survived… violence… and rape… and birth… and death… and…. and … we are still ….we are…

adaptable.

Durable.

It is the most sensual experience…

It gives you understanding of why women have longer lifespan than men…….

and how…

those growing bones…

those tissues within you …

turn into a person…

Their own thing…

It makes itself.


These few cells dividing…

turn into more and more…

and…

it takes over …

It takes over your body from the inside

An alien.

Your little alien…

transformed from two cells meeting…

Living in fluid and breathing your insides…

Deeply lodged into your groin,

It made itself in your own image.  

It bounced of off your hip bones,

and tore you open.  

It came kicking and screaming,

hours of labor,

hours of pain,

hours of pushing

turned into days.  

It made itself,

expelling deeply from within you…

kicking and screaming to get out.

Now here, it is you and it is not you.

You have separated…

divided yourself…

into this new alien form.

You see your cells,

Your blood,

Your genes,

Your face,

outside of you

and with a mind of its own.

Bloody,

wet,

shaking

Fluids expelling

belly empty,

skin flopping.

Torn up and sown up…

with needle and thread as if my vagina is a family quilt to be mended.  

I am Split.

Outside of you it is novel, new, different, other.

I cannot sleep

I cannot eat,

A sensual dance, between this new body and my old birthing body.  A sensual dance between mother and offspring.

I am split.

My genetic material sleeping next to me.

I am consumed, as if I…

myself…

am within the small new body…

but it is not me.

It is its own person, its own thing, ten fingers and ten toes.

I serve it,

I care for it.

My old body gives fully

Until this alien make itself- into my own image.

Slowly rhythms emerge – a dance of give and take, we exchange fluids – me constantly giving and it constantly expelling…

A loving parasite,

an energy vampire,

an alien.

We have both transformed…

No longer bound by the same space…

we have emerged different.

I am connected to it

and

am a slave to it.

I split

and

gave my other self

a mind of its own.

I propagated

I created

I put an alien on this planet

And as I did that

I killed my old body

I killed my old self

Shifted

Transformed

Danced the sensual dance

Changed

And immerged

Different

Scarred

Sleep deprived

Skin Saggy

Caring

I propagated

I created

I put an alien on this planet

And as I did that

I killed my old body

I killed my old self

Shifted

Transformed

Danced the sensual dance

Changed

And immerged

Different

Scarred

Sleep deprived

Skin Saggy

Caring

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