Naked

Written by Tanya Singh



I put a cigarette between my lips,

My tongue and heart caress my internals,

And I feel this exaggerated  heaviness,

Like I was dragged into the ocean,

To dance naked on the waves,
But from the looks of it, no gods were pleased,

My body was not the sight of seeing for the lonesome eye,

Engraved next to the pile of stones dressed like dwarfs,

I curl my toes, it seemed a reflex to drowning,

And the bottomless pit was my haven,

There were no words between my lips; only smoke.

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