Naked

by R.D.

Standing naked
Defenseless and cold
Thinking of increasingly
Complex amounts of
Absolute nothing
I thought it was here
It wasn’t
Naked and wet
Stripped down
Soaked with reality
Phallicy is fantasy
Behind closed doors
That slam
Whether you’re there
To hear them
Or not
Careful
You could be
Standing naked
Next to me
Just as cold