Naked we have arrived



to the skin of our souls

crawling inside we shut the door

bells no longer ring

not at least for us

for a few seconds…..
damn senses draw us out again to play

we return



on shattered moorings

Peering …Aloness….is standing in the corner

waiting..for us

shut out this din

even birds are laughing

quiet us..both hands on  ourselves

to force us to listen not just hear …

soundless to the thoughts..

they walk in soft stockings not to wake other thoughts 

now to be overwhelmed profound silence

enormous wishes and fantasies

lie stacked in unread poems

where dirt insults…decaying the pages

of once felt love

now naked once again ..

to find rest…