RachelROBERT
The ancient myths about strange beasts composed
Of body parts from different creatures fill
Some need inside the psyche. Boys enclosed
Inside a female body ache until
They realize the truth about their sex.
The suffering starts as if it’s just a bruise.
It’s not as though Tyrannosaurus Rex
Is trying to escape Beyonce, use
Her throat to make an exit, or to strain
Like reptiles breaking out of eggs; no, more
Like hollow yearning, blind to ascertain
The meaning of a feeling at the core.
No clues exist to help them recognize
The soul within them trying to arise.