Fully clothed, dressed up,
with an arrogant air,
went from one destination into another,
thinking it would be the last.
But as usual compiled,
to pack my bags and forced to leave.
When I had no more destinations to explore,
I came back to the one where I thought,
the door would always be open…. for me.
With my bags and baggage,
fully clothed I came back,
shamelessly running towards the door,
to find the door closed...on me. ..Forever.
a shiver in my spinal cord,
so intense I felt it shot straight through my heart.
Fully clothed….I felt so naked.
Ashamed. Humiliated. I stood looking ahead with no road ahead.
bystanders stood too….looking at my nudity with a vulgar lust.
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