Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Skin
there was a scab
floating in the tub water
her skin is flawless
i thought to myself
there was hair
golden, from end to end
and her smell
a hand ducked in
paddled incessantly
until a wave clashed with my long face
eyes filled with salt
i then realized
that the scab and sweat
had been swallowed by the drainpipe
years ago
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