WRAP-RAP

Still Getting Naked

By Suzanne Roys – Nursing Studies 1A

Gravity

By Suzanne Roys – Nursing Studies 1A

I am not yet naked before you. I am still undressing, Stripping the layers of my arrogance, My pretences, Taking off little adornments and shields. I have so many on, you see; I like to accessorise.

There is so much skin I do not like to show.

There are tattoos you have not seen, Marks where inoculations went in And hair, in secret patches where it should not grow. You have not seen everything hideous yet. Come back, Come back, I’ll show you it all.

Suzanne Roys

I waited in the quiet vacuum For a planet like you—

A floating satellite—

I never stood a chance.

Along you came: you bright sphere, Lending your gravity, Sweeping me into orbit, making me spin

Till you were only dizzy flashes

Between the dark.

You wide, solid thing

With your soft planes, Irregular surfaces, Your edges, valleys, and blue-black dips

That wince like bruises.

There you are, existing, Pulling the mass that makes me up, Shrinking time, and

Bending the space we share

Like silly putty—

Here I am, still spinning, Your own bright moon, Forever changing my face

In your constant light.

We are a system of our own now.

Suzanne Roys