Stripped
You stripped me down to bone.
A disarming smile
caught me off-guard,
and you slipped in
behind the face I had prepared.
But you didn't stop there.
Each time you looked at me,
spoke to me,
an edge lifted,
peeled back
until another layer was gone.
Skin followed by muscle,
organs drained away,
tendons snapped like rubber bands,
nerves balled up like yarn.
You stripped me down to bone.
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