The Animal He Has Become

It comes to each of us
at the end of another day
to shed his fabric of artifice

and look inward
as if before a mirror
at his own imperfect form

and see the truth
that hangs from the bones
of his nature — the bare skin,

the tufts of hair, 
the yellowed teeth,
the animal he has become.

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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