another from the “probably crap” file.
i washed myself of you
was surprised to see the ring you formed on the tub
it left me feeling unclean
to be perfectly honest
i exhaled, finally
you’d be proud of me, if you were around to know
but then, i suppose i wouldn’t
if you were.
my friends, those loving few
as the bubbles from beneath the water
in my filthy tub
had long since stopped.
i guess they all thought i’d drowned.
but you know i drowned long ago
swept in your current
your blue waterfall and i never …
didn’t stand a chance, did i?
so here i sit, drenched, cold-
and the ring is still there
i suppose always will it be there
but at least i’ve risen from beneath
one day, a bittersweet morn
i do so hope to