listening to my own rubber thoughts
i'd magnanimously sprinkle myself
with tropical cinnamon sand
standing open
with my all fours
naked under the sky-high neon lamp
monitored
as people are
heard
listened to
watched
never alone
when we want to soak into our solitude
& shivering with secludedness
when we want to cohabit
i just want to rise gently
be felt
in a search of my best position
upright