my body is a public space come in through the spinning turnstile punch in your token validate your ticket to a public square this public road takes you somewhere so you can modify whatever you want that’s the deal when your name is a public space you can alter the look the feel go on take me I’m yours I’m anyone’s really, activate your services so my owners get their cut no t&cs applied do as you please level up your demolition site unpack your pavers in the public place of my limbs then legally remove them deliver them claim them since my body is a communal space some place to hang out hang 10 hang your hipster tricks your narco trips your washing your socks your jocks hang it on me baby, open access, grab your family pass no limits no returns irredeemably yours since 1972 my body has been a public face upholding your decision on naming rights pull up a rug sit down on my grass roll out your towel all over my sand take my hand leave me where you want a stand in for your heritable aspirations my body is the perfect space to walk your poodle draw your doodle pin a tail on the donkey of your desire for social standing unimpeded unrestricted I’m your public domain no profit-a-prendre required my body is a space for your xmas tree your birthday glee a space for lunch or brunch your fruitful punch line no rights denied or asserted I’m your outdoor meeting room a pass off from someone else’s womb my life is a public space for the unrestricted provision of hugs tugs kisses cuddles I’m you’re modified improvement to the flaws in your genetic team your general scheme to whatever your behaviour usually means my urban redevelopment is yours too because my body is a specialised space no debate I’m your delegate your self-determination is my free enterprise agreement take two double the stakes make a centrepiece for your community integration my public space affects a lifelong benefit no need to demark my monument to your personal sacrifice you are the sole recipient of this private development opportunity from first conception to my inception my future always was a public space my arrival in the material form a convenient gate for you to latch or unlatch and yours to police or fleece your operational command obeyed my facility at your disposal my body is a public space