transparent

Transparent

what if we lacked our composure
   our skin, our blood and our veins
and people could see what's within
   what's driving us insane?

what if we lacked the weather
   the moon, the sky and the sun
our endless exchange of pleasantries
   while inside we're coming undone?

all laid up
   for an ephemeral moment...
a terse kiss
   on the crook of the mouth...
an embrace...
   vaguely extended too long

what would we look like
if we were transparent?


~csr