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Strip UndressingStrip by ~MaggiexMalarkey
we are either
children or ancients:
shedding clothes we
become classical
gradually,
stark
white marble
archetypes
young again and
with a little
of that
old fire in us,
the hungry reverence
for smooth and impersonal
beauty
that has
launched ships and moved mountains,
some sort of
sacred geometry
in the bones.
Undressing
we become aware of what is huge and terrifying,
the blank expanse
of our own skins,
the flesh that belongs
to myth and to history
and not to us,
not to keep
as if upon dying
we slip into nothing,
the body
remains.
Undressing
we are suddenly
laid bare
suddenly
discovered
fragile a