Clean

Warm water surges;
Ripples nearly running
over the worn tubโ€™s lip.
Water licks soles and toes
And slowly slides off
Raisin skin into a puddle.

How long has it beenโ€ฆ

Since I walked the tightrope?
Since I contemplated death?
Since the world forgot me?
Since I forgave myself?
Since I was born?

Medicine-mirror-man scans
Raisin-cum-grape skin.

How longโ€ฆ
Since I was this clean?

9 Comments

  • I definitely approve. ::thumbs up::

    Nice stuff

    Jesse Dean

  • Thanks… it’s still needs some work before I would call it good, but I think it’s a decent start. ๐Ÿ™‚

    –sam

  • Yeah, well its better than what I come up with. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Btw, should I consider your lack of response to the last post on worldsoftuerny to be ominous?

    Jesse Dean

  • Nah… I just haven’t given it too much thought. I’ll post something later this evening. ๐Ÿ™‚

    –sam

  • Haha, fair enough. ๐Ÿ™‚

    I figured that was the other possibility.

    Btw, I have two potential new players for the Tuesday game. We are going to go through the typical three session probationary period for them.

    Jesse Dean

  • I’d say that’s some creativity you’ve got working there . . . to come up with that during lunch. The words are beautifully enmeshed. Drips with an undercurrent of sensuality . . . yummy . . . lovethisliz

  • Thanks… I appreciate that. and thanks for checking the warn/worn mispelling. it obviously still needs some work.

    –sam

  • Actually make that 4.

    ::coughs::

    Jesse Dean