valuable

the (wo)man sticking out the corner of the corner of things said/says/& is saying :

do not worry about your life

but i need to furrow myself&brows just to get any reaction at all

what you will eat

i'll ingest whatever's half eaten/a day too stale/ touched the ground more than once

nor about the body

it's only appropriate to crouch anymore, standing tall is but a boast of height and itself

what you will put on

garments of gauze and scab-like tunics find themselves to my chest and legs before i awake

life is more than food

the body is more than clothing

of how much more value are you than the birds?

i wish i was a bird but i'd be timid to fly

and which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?

forgive me for not acting as a crutch to hold up your massive weight
your bodily odor was once offensive but now i breathe in as if
i
can't and won't ever
get
enough.