All right then, this one is for frou_frou and qamar, after the dis­cus­sions on both of their LJs about being clucky. If you’ve read my posts in their journ­als, you’ll know I am taking it more ser­i­ously than this, but this is what happened when I sat down to write about one sen­tence I’d posted: “it’s some­thing this body can do”.

The ‘voice’ in the poem isn’t really me, either. It’s… younger… and less serious.

Why not?

It’s like this body
is a new program,
and the way I see it,
first thing you do,
check out all the menus,
flip through the manual
(read it later, just-in-time,
when some­thing doesn’t
quite work out the way
it ought to) anyway
it’s as though pregnancy
was a greyed-out option
for those first 14 years
and ever since it’s flashed on
as avail­able, I’ve been itching
to test it out, see what
that new fea­ture does,
how it’ll tweak the experience,
what’s actu­ally in the dialogue
boxes: are there defaults? is my
ver­sion exactly the same as the
pic­tures in the book? anyway,
no matter how many times
you read about how it’s supposed
to go, actu­ally doing it, well,
whole new world, right?
just ignore the warn­ing that says:
you know, don’t you, that
select­ing this option, there is
abso­lutely No Undo, this
oper­a­tion cannot be reversed,
do you really, really want to
go ahead? Yes? No? Cancel?