Reaching out tentatively

I’d like to start posting my poetry but I’m not sure…of much these days, so here goes.
skin is not too bright
wanting without any sense of propriety
skin feels all but knows nothing
convenient numbness
might be the answer
then again maybe not
a challenge to feel
might push the skin into trouble
wordless and clueless
deaf and dumb
then scorched like a marshmallow
over a bonfire
aflame with embarrassment
ruined completely
listen to the heart
it says
‘stop, skin; wait for me
i know, i sense
only i can keep you safe’
the fires of strangers
are real dangers
loved, the skin is tamed
behaves perfectly
hangs where it belongs
until invited

Louie Spooner BucklinĀ  copyright 2015


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