The Naked Truth

Standing outside
the clothes she had worn
She stood there watching
them shapeless and torn
lying around on the floor
threatening to open some door

But inside her
she still felt unclear
As if she was still clad
in a satin gown
made of her skin
and her hair
a mad hat
adorning her crown

So she took a pill
and lost her skin
she took a blade
and lost her hair
She felt her bones
and it was but fair
that even they should be gone

And so she was
standing all alone
without her bones
stripped off her skin
with not a thing within

She still felt a load
of perhaps her soul
or her amazing powers
to make life on board

And so she lost her mind
and her eyes and her self
but somehow she felt
that she didn’t go blind

She was
wasn’t she?