I am Here

translucent skin become transparent

no walls to block the light

streaming from inside

matching the sun in a dance

sparkling long into the nights

the zipper undone

access to the soft fleshy bits

heart, spleen, piles of guts


released from the constriction

the previously provided false solace

trust is not freely given

but distrust is not either

bones support all the building

reconstructed to be themselves

strong, solid, flexible

made of earth

the ocean thrums while

it fills the form it offers

cloud touched windows

observing, feeling, living


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