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