Denuded
I strip off for you.
Not only my garments.
I reveal myself.
In all my tarnished glory.
I strip off for you.
I want you to know me.
Inside out from the outside in.
With you I begin.
I strip off for you.
Look, here's my scar.
Through which my daughter
emerged from my womb.
I strip off for you.
Put your hand on my heart.
You must make a start
in knowing my pain.
I strip off for you.
So you can see my soul.
And the wall around it.
Can you climb?
I strip off for you.
Look into my brain.
Clever words and sharp wit.
Protect the child in me.
I strip off for you.
I want you to want me.
You possess the chisel.
Please begin to release me.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2016
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