in the unforgiving brightness of the wide awake day
and bear witness to my imperfections,
rip my clothes off my trembling body,
expose my torso,
scrutinize my groins,
and wonder at the waste of human evolution.
this is me in me
clothed in scars
and enveloped in distractions.
every inch of my skin is a fallacy
that would forever fail as a metaphor
for what you have aspired for me to be.
be the witness to the perfection of inadequacy
and realize the playfulness of the night.
you were fooled by the darkness,
seduced by the shadows,
and pained by the nude testament of my sadness.