Privacy is exquisite
because none of us
wish our flaws public.
Our phantom limbs
stay hidden until
we get home and
bathe them, alone,
in locked bathrooms.
You can’t bear to see
yourself upside-down
in a soup spoon
in an uptown café.
Halloween is sacred
because none of us
wish our privacy
confined to dreams.
Is your hunger
for the candy bars
under your bed
forbidden or forgiven?
MORE WORK BY ROB MACDONALD
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