Less of me

I wouldn't have you think less of me.
Call
the surgeons, cut me off wherever you
think
less of me. Those parts I cannot
slough, myself but

wild and amazing what
they do these days, if you just call
them in. And I

would have you think
no less of me

than all I am,

but

if you do,
then

I can see my way quite
clear, and
in, and

cleanly, off. And

with whatever help
I need, I'll take the help,

my flesh is soft.