the soap leaves a residue in the holder
what was meant to cleanse
leaves something to be cleaned
behind.
i will let it run just to see
how hot it can get
how much can i stand?
turing the knob left every few minutes with my toes
my body absorbs the heat
until the knob won't turn anymore.
i need this warmth to stay with me
till morning
when i wake and must again take in the coldness of the world.
Ragged Ann
1 day ago
1 comment:
i like it.
shower/life poems are sweet.
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