No clothes, naked
Faceless cowering in the shadow of plastic images
fades to nothing
no uniform of conformity to salute the general
fast food flavour of fashion
Myself, being myself
Feeling the cool breeze of space hanging around my shoulders
dropping all the way to the floor
Newness, nowness, arousal
Walking room to room, gracefully,
feet curving around every floorboard
The air arching it's back and bending to my form,
embracing me as I embrace it
My body no longer a contrived restriction of spirit
throwing back any gimmick, gizmo or gratuity
Giving out, giving back, thinking, walking
moving, stretching and flowing
Vulnerable, vulnerable and independent,
vulnerable and weak, vulnerable and strong
Independent and visible
visibly naked and nakedly real
The craziness of shame and anxiety gone
an act of freedom leaves me free to act,
to stand to reach forward
1986
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