Splayed bare
My image borrowed...

Halley's heavenly signature marked me
Down in the checklist upon earthly crust...

Our eyes tell us lies
Victims to be critics...

I don't feel comfortable, in my own skin
I'd attempt to rip it off...

Energizing, sweaty bean juice of delight
How warm and inviting you are to me...

A keg of rules, filled to belie the fools.
Soon tools to choose: blue mules...

If life went the way we wanted it to, the way that...
If we got all that we believe ourselves deserving...

Seeing to this sprout
With tender, loving care...

My life is a stagnant pond, wherein the bothersome...
Those willing to dip their feet in, become...

It shouldn't be about the shape, color, or size of...

A funny thing it is to see
Myself, adrift upon a virtual sea...

You may have lived outside
Some lines of understanding...