Clean
Warm water surges;
Ripples nearly running
over the worn tub’s lip.
Water licks soles and toes
And slowly slides off
Raisin skin into a puddle.
How long has it been…
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 long…
Since I was this clean?
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. 🙂
–sam
Yeah, well its better than what I come up with. 🙂
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. 🙂
–sam
Haha, fair enough. 🙂
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
That’s cool… 🙂
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