the naked and clothed

If you can manipulate life into a form

that suits your needs then wear it.

Or walk naked if you have to.

Either way,

Winter is cold. Summer is warm.

Spring is boundless. And the Fall is inevitable.

In this life

the naked and clothed

are one and the same

some just get lucky

while others wear the blame.

On a hot summer night.

I
was
tired
angry
and
loony
for
love.
So
you
put
me
in
your
pocket.
While
Meatloaf
sang –
I
bet
you
do
that
to all
the
boys.