Stripped

skin stripped, naked
wraparound arms and muscles red and bloody
organs bare and seething

mirrors everywhere

how can this be real
standing pale and cold in the sun

i could close my hands around my breath
and capture it to save
for later
if i had the will to stay alive
i might

jump off fall down don't
let me
fall

ladder tacked tight straight down
amp steps fear until
skin finds skin and
the floor is under all of this
stepped on worn out
was this ever nothing

i don't think it could have been

naked ugly shaking
ripped apart and patched together
with a smile