Tagged: bathtub

i have taken my

i have taken my
guitar into the
bathtub with
me once or
twice, it’s
true – sometimes
to cuddle, but
mostly,
to get a call-
and-response
going, so
fervently,
i can see the
tiled walls
bearing their
shiny teeth
.
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sneaking in a bath

sneaking in a bath
before sunrise, i have all
the hot water in

the world, and no one is waiting –
dreams shake loose, float towards the edge
.
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ahead, a clogged

ahead, a clogged
bathtub. behind me,
a solution. we are so much
alike after all – one pot
of tea to calm my
nerves, two pots
of boiling water
to clear your drain
.
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i am sitting in the

i am sitting in the
bathtub, waiting
for it to turn

unbearable, the
way we could not
have imagined even
two-hundred-and-
forty-six days
ago. how is the
number still
manageable when
the emptiness
is unfathomable
.
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there are moments

there are moments
while standing
in the shower –
just before
waking
a second
or a third time –
when you recall
those afternoons
when we could
build a pool
around our bodies sitting
in the bathtub,
elbows deep
in toys, splashing
out summer’s
swelter, laughing
away the fleeting
caress
of wrinkles
.
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some spiders are slower

some spiders are slower
than others when it comes
to marking Spring, weaving
two whole months into
March. and this is how
i find you, so three
spiders ago, saying good
morning from my
bathtub, a little tired
from all the
slipping, for want of
some solid steps
out of yesterday’s April
.
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20081009

hardly like a hairline
in a porcelain cup, a good
crack in the tub lends
character while never
preventing a bath
from safely absorbing
these astringent days.
a patiently drawn
bath, with
its captivating crack,
always waits for
the soft reveal.
and like cured
bodies, we unwrap
ourselves differently,
with some requiring
more infusions to restore
.
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