sometimes it's good
to test oneself,
undress oneself
from the run of routine trappings.
you've been the surgeon
scapel in hand,
removing the strands
of my societal placed, plasticized wrappings.
I stand somewhat still
with some unease,
and sensitivity pleas
as you dissect each layer with care.
in your humanistic search
locating the core
delving for more
I hopefully wondered, is anything there?