laughing with shame
I bowed my head and wondered how
how to answer this question that hung in the air
begging to be heard
complicated knot waiting to be untied
and I think that I don’t have it
the answer found a mate and is hiding
covered in some darkened corner
while I sit open mouthed and dumb looking a fool
and not knowing how to say the right words
because now any word that rolls away
pulls a layer too
exposing raw skin
and I doubt myself shivering
in the glaring scrutiny
who is watching who
and what the hell am I still hiding for
then I remember I do have a voice
deep breath
and the answer comes
even if I am standing naked before you
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laughing with shame