Holding in our inadequacy
Keeping the world at bay.
I have come up against people with no skin
What they wear is like a wall
Thick and impenetrable
With you my friend
I feel safe inside mine
Like you feel good inside yours
Here is no recoiling
From any apparent wound
inflicted by a world unaccustomed to truth
For we are in a place
So truly ours
A pin touches me and you flinch.
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