Translucent

If I could be translucent now

I’d open up my heart to show

The thoughts and feelings that can go

Throughout my insides head to toe.

Translucent.

Translucent.

If I allowed the world to see

Whatever is inside of me

Then I suppose that I might be

Translucent metaphysically.

Translucent

Translucent

And that might prove quite interesting

You’d feel sensations from a sting

Or of a Monarch fluttering

Around my finger’s wedding ring.

Translucent

Translucent

But what if you should see my guts?

I do not think you’d like that much

Unless you’re fond of watching such;

The pulsing of a body’s mush.

Translucent

Translucent

I think that I should leave this there

So we don’t need to see the end

Of this dramatic poetry

On possible translucency.

Larry Kosowan

20210311

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