Today felt difficult,
as there were too many urges,
like how a sunny sky shudders with thunder.
Being comfortable with our bodies is a blessing,
but
being curious about others'
is to be going near the Earth's core
to be burned by ore.

I now understand that HIV
won't even enbalm me at my funeral,
by prematurely cremate me
in a state, unrecognisable,
in the hospital.

Dear boy,
you should know that
what was once a muscular body
will shrink into a miniscule one,
with black hairs turning bone white
amongst the desert of wrinkles.