Donald Traxler's Poetry
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
MY NAKEDNESS
My nakedness is
my therapy, and
my lover.
She sleeps with me
and shares my meals.
We dance together.
But when I go out
into the street
or when I go
downtown
I have to put on
the uncomfortable disguise
of the wounded.
Jan. 26, 2015
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