The Naked Shadows Inside Her Dress

by Jerry Ratch


When the truth is spoken, we don't know 

Where to look, as if we only know someone 

Has gotten away with something big 


Or stolen someone's heart, knowing how easy 

It was, how fragile, how true to itself 

So open and weightless, without guile 


Or only a glance was stolen, the naked shadows 

Inside her dress, thinking we could only 

Afford to look at reality for a moment 


Before going blind, as if it were the sun 

And she was the one, the only 

Reality staring us right in the face 


When it was so much easier, we thought 

We believed 

To look the other way