Stripped to nothing

Everyone knows your secret

You hear the whispers

An out-of-body experience

Occurs immediately

It feels as though

You’re in a forest,

Walking amidst the

Barren trees and

Brambles of dead bushes

In a perpetual

Fog

The cold wind

Against your skin

The barrage of clouds,

Blocking out the sun

The moonlight shines,

Only to not

Reach the ground.

Too dusky for you?

Exposure does not

Become you.

Scary, isn’t it?

How did it feel,

Hiding in

Plain sight

For

A brief moment

In time?

Where does one run

When he/she has

Gotten caught?

How does it feel

To be

Naked?