I am so small
And drowning
In massive waves
That will crush me
If they break while
I stand naked
In backlit honesty
Stained from a day
That toiled, swords drawn
With my tender heart
And spoiled my hair
When I sweated cold
With stomach knotted
And gritted my teeth
And shut my eyes
Breathing to the meditative kindness
Of some podcast or other
About self love and courage
Yet all the while hands shaking
And all the while aching
With all the doubt
That shouted
In my ear
And naked here
In naked fear
I breathe the residue
Of this horrid day
Yet torrid I am
With the braves
I smell like musk,
Or Lust? Maybe
Just the scent
Of anxiety sweat
That is all mine –
… I float just fine.
