Out of Sight, Deep Into Mind

You have come undone And I was air. Then I betrayed you- not with a man, But with a country that owned me blind And enchanted to the edges. This alingual scent of a colorless skin Tamed my cells into being loud And I am numbed of life now. I perspire a no man’s land in my pores And on that limb of grace, My homelessness feels warm and cozy To the thought of you and the likes of me. Different is to walk into familiar clothes And have them stare at your nakedness And unwind the threads of you Out loud and plain to see.