
I have been naked for a little over a week now.
No one seems willing to call the cops.
Or maintain eye contact for the most part,
So it’s a push.
The first couple days
it made my heart race
Now I feel trapped
In a twilight zone
Episode
One area
People always object over
Is furniture.
A towel
or plastic wrapping
are pretty standard reactions,
from my experience.
Which is kind of a bummer, you know?
Having all your nakedness
touching awesome fabric
was a major selling point
when I was considering
nakedness.
When ever they cover
That sweet soft leather lover seat
With that Knight Rider beach towel
Or you bring in that faded
deck chair that everyone knows is about to break,
I look longingly for a pair of pants.
But I catch myself
And I chuckle,
with a fist covering my mouth,
But I chuckle.
“I’m naked in this guy house.”
Can’t give up the game,
Not just yet.
Maybe tomorrow,
It supposed to be breezy.