Standing Here Naked


Standing here naked
Unprotected by clothes.
My foibles and failures
Completely exposed.
Childhood fantasies and hopes
Dashed and swept out to sea.
Still aching to identify
Of who, I’ve agreed to be.
Collipe called during the lonesome storm
Commanding a penciled scheme.
Hone just one perfect line that’s all that I need,
To encourage generations to dream.

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