You are more than a sweaty turnip
I take offence on your behalf
to what they focus on
as you press your way
week by week
into my skin
like this week
one website compared you
to a turnip
and made note
of your sweat glands
and why the term rump
like you are a cut of steak
am I the only one
who wonders if you dream yet
and what about your amygdala
a word so beautiful it could be your name
that almond-shaped slice of your mind
where your memories nest
will I feel it when it grows
collecting your slippery thoughts
when you dream inside of me
do I get to watch.