Earlier this morning, I summoned myself to appear.
I could hear from the tone of my voice that I was upset –
Not that it was anything unusual.
I was one of those people who was in a hurry –
And I had decided it was that time of the month again (to visit),
Which always made me cranky.
“It’s gonna grow and grow,” I thought.
“It always does.”
I removed my hairpins and shook myself down.
I was proud.
I had a natural shine.
I adjusted my temperature and I stepped out under the sun,
Taking with me a big mirror in which to watch.
“I’m never gonna blow up,” I thought,
Absent-mindedly stroking my right nipple.