G.l.m.

Girls like me don't understand how we wind up Siamese

twins

Connected at the neck

When you breathe out

Our bodies breathe in

And girls like me don't talk about who's really in

control

For when your mouth is open

We can see right down that hole

For all you know of skin and bones, the muscles, brain,

and heart

Can you not learn the distance when we stand so close

apart?

Girls like me have given up on lending out our eyes

For if and when you bring them back

They've shrunk another size

Your tiny tweezer hands are so precise but cold as

steel

And girls like me are sick of being flesh they touch

but never feel

For all you know of skin and bones, the muscles, brain,

and heart

Can you not learn the distance when we stand so close

apart?

For all you know of nervous systems, organs, and

insides

Has science taught you nothing of what's underneath the

hide?

And girls like me can trace the shadows as they fade

away

Running from the sun and dying at the end of day

Girls like me can shed your body

Lose this extra weight

We'll cut your throat if that's what it will take for

twins to separate