Some humans will teach you to bare souls, open hearts and open minds
then leave you dry as the Sahara
They’ll strip your soul of all its clothing, chew up every sinew that you leave bare,
Break your bones and your back
And it will not be their fault because you laid your soul nude for them
Child, be careful with whom you share your nudity with; body and soul.
– Tamilore Osho
: To remember vividly,
the scar on her shoulder
ruffled the bunny’s fur,
the rabbit’s foot
visibly missing,
saliva stains aimed poorly
trayed ash on her left cheek,
sores sipping puss skinned
her knees, turgid tits died at me
that day, at the least.
Steering wheels had long come off,
we pulled instead; her- me in; me-
her hair, my muscle, and always in.
All our personalities, loose,
And then we meet how animals
often tend, and we act domesticated,
we speak simple words, ask simple
questions, laugh painless laughs.
In an orgy, you best wear a mask.
– Ovye
Send Nudes”
Skin must tighten, the body must bare
Waisted curves and bony features’ scares;
When sweat builds the essential luxe by stretching marks down marrows;
True beauty fades anew, and to its beholder, that’s a painful thwack.
Superfluous artificials could suffice,
after all,
persistence bears fruits;
But I’ll put this to you,
again,
that even when your luck takes off its clothes of bane,
you still can’t come to me with the naked truth.
/XIII/
JUSTICIA POETICUM 