Regular Poem: Steam

11 Dec

I want
a shower
to be like an
illicit love affair:

hot and as long as I want it to be,
scorching from start to finish,
giving me a reason to
shave my legs all the way up–
all smooth flesh yielding to heat and pressure.

An event that
leaves my skin flushed
my lungs cleared,
my muscles relaxed.

And at the end
I want residual
to linger
and warm me as I
finish my routine–
gliding singingly into my moisturizers and mousse–
and then
lull me luxuriously
into my robe.

I don’t need a tragic, protracted romance
that grows increasingly colder and dissatisfying,
whose conclusion starts too early
and then jolts and jerks
finally to a
torturous yet fortuitous
in a string of curses and sneers
and pure blind hatred.

Count me out
for the kind of shower
that ends with me
standing naked in my chilly bathroom
avoiding phone calls,
clawing angrily
at all the hair left in the drain,
ruing the time I wasted
after the brief
at this catastrophe’s commencement.

2 Responses to “Regular Poem: Steam”

  1. Silver Screenings 13 December 2014 at 3:09 PM #

    EXACTLY!! Amen to that, sistah.

    I will be thinking of this poem the next time I’m hogging the bathroom, enjoying such a shower.

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