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From Scour to Soak



They sit in a bath with water like glass
All murky like marble- from soap? They marvel
Obedient and hunched over they trace mirrors in scars
And wonder if they'll ever get that far
Hairs line on legs, toes shrivelled in time
Like forests blown down, they form perfect crash lines
Water is still like waves far out at sea
Just new enough to burn ever so subtly
From far up above
Tears drip from the shower head
And meld on their back like blood on their bed
They curse younger memories
So innocent were they
And ponder if it would be weird
To fall asleep in the day

As their back straightens out and they rest on the edge
Chest underwater, ears hear the soft pledge
Sound has slowed down and lights only brighter
They want to burn up, please fetch the lighter
But the gentle sway of waves created by their movement
Has calmed down their breathing, feel a mantra beneath skin
The world has gone dark, with no mortar to build on

Past walls have all crumbled

Bridges burned down

Only water surrounding

And body dissolved

Heartbeat is a call-out

To their further thought

And a contemplative afternoon will be pulled taught

Like skin over bones

With too much to worry about

And too little to carry

The trees on their legs

Don't exist anymore

They've been cultivated and cut down

Burned and replaced by what other people deserve

In the eye of the mind

And the heart of their words


Caustic love and casual laughs

Will move from scour to soak

To drown the last of their humanity

To free them of what this world does offer

To emancipate the guilt

In their cavernous morals

And bleed out what's left

For their cloaks to drink

And their secrets build upon

The mortar not there

So they drip down

And further

A well in the tenebrosity

The one they themselves

Have soaked in for hours

Have spent neither days nor hours

Scouring through trouble


All has gone

Still and quiet

Lives have no meaning and water is defiant

The once gentle push is now a tide washing out

Crashing on shores of sores

Waking sanded beaches and tired eyes

The light is once more blinding

And the drips landing right

Existence once more matters

With soul full of light

A fire kindled beneath what's worth

A thousand years of soaking

To scour away the earth




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