Accidental Exhibitionist

I can live with myself, with all of my flaws

Holes in my skin, these curtainless windows

for voyeurists’ eyes.


Comfy is my skin, with my life in a vacuum

Shameless to admit I might be a lie.


With everyone naked, altruism is to blame

and Darwin’s finger becomes a pointer

Elephants evolve in living rooms.


Comfy in my skin, but that’s the catch

It’s your gavel hand that I don’t trust.


Normalcy is numbers, and which is to blame

for the paradox of these floorboards

Elephants are divine.



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