The Body Appears - Jen Cloher

When the body appears only as a list of ailments

A list of impediments

When the body appears

But is unseen, unseen, unseen

Where do I live then?

Where do I live then?

Too many wishes for disappearances

It’ll be impossible to appear here again

When my body appears as a list of experiences

A list of sensations

Movements without others' assessments

Where do I live then?

How can my home be so foreign?

How can my home be so lonesome?

How can I call it my home?

Just move your left arm

Move your right one, too

Don’t have it mean anything to anybody but you

Don’t have it mean anything to anybody but you