Skin Series 4: Skinned Alive and out the Window

Skinned Alive and out the Window

Here I am in you.
Ready to finally see you.


I took my sweet time:
concealing
manipulating
and recoiling you.
But perhaps I'm ready or not-

here I come.

Touch and scratch
and mark and taste
and squeezed
too pressed
and bit with ease.

Oh, I'm aiming too hard again
and missing some point or target
on the horizon-

line to be checked and crossed.

Here is where it happened.
.I am not my cells.

Evaporating slowly
I am dissolving
in air solution
and in CO2 problems.

I am not with you anymore-
happy because I never was
or will.

Holding me down,
I leap outside
baring all while wearing none.
I'll leave the skin behind.

-Matthew Koutzun

Skin Series 3: The Sin has Come and Gone

The Sin has Come and Gone

Darling,
all the vanity has left me.
Promise.
I'm not the man in the images I've made;
just shape
pretending form.

Pride the manifestation of dignity
and vanity all the appearance of it,
or so my better half Mr.Darcy was complimented.

Please forgive me.
I call to you,
on edge of frame.
Please forgive me.

I took them off
and went too far
I'm trying to give you everything
without exposing it all.
Can't you see?
I'm altering image and shape
to try and show you truth.

Darling,
one more try
these flaws are mine.

-Matthew Koutzun

Skin Series 2: Sloth and another Sin

Sloth and another Sin

Look-it darling
I did it
done it
was it
for me.

Slow majestic
touching wasted
and I slid them off
to see it all.

What beauty I am.
Look,
don't blush-
look at me.


Free and exposed in the darkroom.
Red light on; to warn and call you in.


Darling look-it
what I've stretched.
And what's carved of me
I give to you.
Bask in it:
glory,
can you feel it?

It comes through pore
and image.

-Matthew Koutzun

Skin Series 1: Skin

Skin

Pliable
stretched taut
and smooth demanding.
Firm
tight bonded
and calm commanding.

Can I sit in you comfortably
to see without wanting to change
accept and know you can mold.
I'm learning you take attention
how a simple shift can take all eyes upon you
and a look can invite or dispel.


I'll open soon to you baby.
Once I find the strength to shed these clothes around you.
It's a task to just be alone here.


You're on me-
yet not.
I can't find you with me.

-Matthew Koutzun

The Fireworks and the Open Shutter Inferno

The Fireworks and the Open Shutter Inferno

Light
Set
Match
Flame
and the Inferno
ignited
and flared
and flown high
overhead.

And overhead
and in mind
I think to myself
camera in hand
and light
short but intense:
what if I could hold a moment
so rare
and quick
gone in an instant so fast,
just a short moment
my eye
a shutter
a shudder
held open
an inferno of light
and a moment
I could hold forever
like a streak
in the night
overhead.

-Matthew Koutzun