peel me, not like an onion where you shall cry for every <br />layer, no, i do not require tears here, at most, you may need <br />only to smile, and then be so patient, as you peel me <br />layer by layer, as i watch, and as you carefully peel me <br />with your bare hands, i will allow it, all for you and your <br />curiousity, <br />you discover the erotic layer <br />and in there exists the desire <br />for an adventure, the disregarding <br />of sin, and then peel me further <br />move on, <br /> <br />find the layer of my <br />intellect, you shall find what i have <br />told you all about, my nerves and <br />common sense, my strivings to go <br />deeper towards my self, and then <br /> <br />peel me further, you see the bone <br />of my contentions, my hardened <br />principles and uncompromises <br /> <br />then peel me further, find the <br />marrow that makes all the blood <br />of my life, my sorrows and pains, <br />my exhilarations and bliss and <br />joys and happiness, and you will <br />say there is nothing more to find. <br /> <br />you are wrong. There is this last <br />peel that you cannot see. It is like <br />air, and it floats and it gets in, <br />it always finds an empty space, <br />and you cannot find it there anymore, <br /> <br />it is now inside you and you cannot <br />get that out of your system <br /> <br />you must accept this: <br />i have become <br />an essential part of you, and there is <br />nothing now that you can do. <br /> <br />you see, in peeling me, you find <br />no exit anymore. Whether you <br />you will be happy or sad, it is <br />already beyond my control.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-layers-of-my-existence/
