au naturel

i'm sitting here, skin exposed
dancing with my insides
there's nothing going on at a certain point.
everything that was entering
has exited and i'm a straw
witness to transition
hearing nothing
indian food in the background.

sailor language, flags waving
it's like help me stay with this
could be how can i help you?
you gotta get over this sense
of ownership, how one's body
could belong.

we are all wearing masks
some of them made of skin.