You never stripped me
clean; my layers have been

lain before
you, as a gift,

an offering,
a ritual obeisance

to the You.  I ask:
How can I increase

Absolute vulnerability?
I am

bleeding energy from the lack
of tissues, of vessels, of congeries

of fractures and breaks
regrown in the bones

to the heart
of my matter:  Take it

all under the microscope—
believe the empirical
because I can no longer
separate yours from mine

and I’m ready
to be clothed

in your eyes.