the Body.

The Body is merely a shell.
An outer covering, a physical form for our immortal soul.

The Body is merely a vehicle.
A utility device that carries through this life that we fuse with, in the next.

The Body is not ours to keep.
Yet we use and abuse it.
Bulimia, Anorexia, Tattoos, Bodybuilding,
Waxing, Chopping, Self-inflicting, Dyeing.

Dying.

As we age, as we move closer to that sense of finality,
We lose.

Lose control of our bodies
Lose the desire to alter, to abuse the body as we did before.
and struggle.

Struggle to retain the last vestiges of our appearance.
Struggle to accept what the body looks like now.

Because the body breaks down.

The layers crumble one by one.
The brakes are faulty
The headlights are dim
And the engine makes a funny noise.

For you see,
The Body is merely a vehicle.
The Body is merely a shell.