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
on shattered moorings
Peering …Aloness….is standing in the corner
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…