Poem 188 – Exposed

I shed my face,
the one I placed
upon my face
this morning. Here,
with you,
                    it lies
discarded it’s

The truth beneath
revealed, my veins,
and flesh displayed
to you. No need
to pause,
stripped back, you stand
naked before me.

Watching the ease shared between Paul Whitehouse and Bob Mortimer in ‘Gone Fishing’ I found myself reflecting on the nature of friendship.

© Ben Quant 2023
Photo by Harli Marten on Unsplash

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