Tonight I will finally sink beneath the surface of the bathwater and in that way-too brief less-than-a-minute I will feel every tiny bit of dirt that managed to cling to me during the day. Only then will I feel completely exposed, nude in a disgustingly sad way--so much so that I'll fight the return to the surface, and weep when the body's will finally prevails.
Maybe there will be a burst of sunlight, shoots off like rockets and my eyesight will fail me and I'll slide back down far enough to blow bubbles with my nose and cry for hrs. when I think of what the evening did to me and how hollow I feel now--why? oh, grab me another cigarette after I have already dropped four of them in the water that is now brown from the tobacco floating freely with the soap shavings and a tattered washcloth that some time soon I'll use to wash the shampoo from my hair. Light me a cigarette and I'll spill my guts. Light my guts and I'll drown quietly, never to bother you again.
Maybe there will be a burst of sunlight, shoots off like rockets and my eyesight will fail me and I'll slide back down far enough to blow bubbles with my nose and cry for hrs. when I think of what the evening did to me and how hollow I feel now--why? oh, grab me another cigarette after I have already dropped four of them in the water that is now brown from the tobacco floating freely with the soap shavings and a tattered washcloth that some time soon I'll use to wash the shampoo from my hair. Light me a cigarette and I'll spill my guts. Light my guts and I'll drown quietly, never to bother you again.
[Edited on Jun 03, 2004 4:20PM]