Wednesday, September 23, 2009

way underneath

disappear
under layers of clothing
layers of make-up
and hair dye
and trinkets
trinkets
i tie
around my wrists and
neck and fingers
and ankles.
deep down
way underneath
sit in the shelter
of my
woman-made cocoon.

1 comment:

marshall21 said...

I like this one. Seems to be so true. "Comfortable" to be who we are not. Self-inflicted...or is it?

~Myra~