It is a method. 
A poem. 
A celebration of skewness. 
A fuck off to perfection.

It is therapy; 
HANDLING YOUR BODY IN RELATION TO THE NORMS forced UPON US.
MOURNING THE BODIES WE ONCE HAD. 
REFUSING BODIES BEING SEEN AS AN OBJECT RELATED TO TRENDS. 

BUT ALSO;
A HOPE OF OTHER TIMES TO COME.
WHERE THE BODY IS NO LONGER AN ISSUE WE HAVE TO ADDRESS.