Zywa Real pleasures

In slow motion, I make silly faces
together they look normal
I wind myself back

and forth, enlarge me
and watch me close to the skin:
I look real

whatever hat I wear
whatever my wishes are
underneath it

In the dark, I feel inside me
for who I am, listening
to my body

which is difficult to understand
It wants to eat and enjoy
fondling, yes it wants to

enjoy music and attention
and the knowledge
to be needed, admired

it wants to surrender
to someone, to real
pleasures that are seen

Poem 2043
Amsterdam, 2019-01-21

Collection: Frames 
Keyword: Pleasure 
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