if we lose our minds
in this metaphor
a home
is my clothes
and going outside
into nature
is coming out
of my clothes
standing naked
in front of mirror
and if you took off
your clothes
it would be but
the start of
observation
and a map
of cosmological exploration
encased in the
allegory
of our body
your body
or tree,
if you’d prefer.
but if we gain
back our mind
bequeathing its submission
to heart’s intelligence
we’ll realize
strangely
uncomfortably
shamefully even
or, as voyeur’s
we’ve both been
standing
facing one other
un-wholed
separate
and
birthday suited.
eating apples like cake
are we just going to stand here
and just be?
or
should we go back inside?
because I suddenly feel cold
bored
and only one thing is on my mind
because I can’t see beyond my eyes
…
but bring some more apples
and I’ll turn off the lights!
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