There’s a moment,
after turning off the hot water,
that I notice my surroundings
when it’s just me,
naked and alone.
There’s a moment
that I’m in a state of confusion,
unsure of where I am
when it’s just me,
naked and alone.
There’s a moment,
where I question everything,
where I feel everything,
when it’s just me,
naked and alone.
There’s a moment
that I try to commit
do I open a door and
feel a rush of new things,
when it’s just me,
naked and alone?
There’s a moment
when I touch the handle,
and I contemplate everything
when it’s just me,
naked and alone.
There’s a moment
when I decide to move forward,
and brace myself for the change
when it’s just me,
naked and alone.
There’s a moment
when I start to realize
even after the shower,
when it’s just me,
naked and alone.
In that moment,
I know nothing changed.
I’m just as vulnerable as before
because it’s just me,
naked and alone.
