the fit

when they open me up
the frost creeps out
from my winter chest
where my frozen heart lives
my body sweats
in the heat
but my soul’s unthawed
and my truth unseen
don’t look at me
so judgingly
I’m not saying this
is what I seek
but we can’t all fall
for the first guy
with a rockin’ bod
who can get us off
I’d like to know
what love is like
but it doesn’t seem
that love is my type