The Bath
I finally took a bath
this morning
After all day yesterday
Sunday
With the taste of you
still on my mouth,
The scent of you in all
the rooms
and on my couch.
Ache inside my belly.
I dialled; you said
"Hello," and I hung up,
yet commanding all day
Phone to ring
or doorbell, perhaps
the slow hiss of tires
On gravel
and watched my mind
Replay a scene
that must have been
destruction.
It's quiet in the dark of
country town.
I took a bath this morning.
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