because
my back will
be
straightened and no remorseful
chains
or ropes or jaded spots will
enter
my skin’s silken canvas. for it
was
this naked i was born with and with
this
naked i shall return to. we are
unseen
gold dusted with tomorrow’s edge
we
are a real of reel just waiting to unfold.
we
are fortunate in our misfortunes because
our
desires are vacant eyes
are
vacant eyes
are
vacant eyes.
i
am your soul and by this taste
i
thee wed .naked and imperfect
in
all my slanted blacks;
no more chains or ropes or
jaded spots.
