In the shower

do you wear a sweater when it’s cold?
Does the bar of soap look dirty – in need of cleaning?
Is that a bottle of conditioner or of shampoo?
Am I leaning over too far? Will I fall over?

Is the shower curtain working? What to do when it doesn’t?

Do you feel free to pee in there too?

Or is being in a shower another life, long ago memory?
Do you even like to get wet?

In the shower I feel the warmth of love I never get

and a back massage.
And I hurt my feelings imagining I’m not even worth one minute in there.

I imagine the water the same water dinosaurs drank and peed in.
I imagine the water the same water you drink and I pee in.
Does this hurt your feelings?
It hurts mine.
Imagining I’m showering in water you peed in, masturbated in, cried in, washed blood and vagina water off in…

eeewwww.
Where is this poem going?

©️December 2024 Much Love, Deb Poems


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