Erasure

erase sounds upon the wind of my cries of agony

erase my hips and thighs

kinky coily hair and brown eyes

the tag reads Made in China,

all things fair,

blue eyes and blonde hair

and a pink smile

because that’s what men dial to

subscribe to

only to be lied to.

past, present and future is white washed

at a high gloss

so you won’t see

that I am you and you are me

covered in perfect layers

i’m forced to explain myself

like on a job interview knowing I’m still

going to be rejected because I don’t fit the bill

No matter how many times you erase me

my print will always be left behind

to show that I was here.