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futility

my heart is on fire

but my skin is like ice

i cannot stop the trembling

i have to get out of here

a hot shower is perfect

for getting you off my mind

but the water is cold

my whole body protests

surely the freezing stream

will warm up soon

i stand there trembling

trying to forget you

an hour i wait

chilled to the bone

it gets no warmer

i cannot remember anything

except your hands

your lips your neck

my body screams in protest

as i cut the stream of water

and emerge to find

no towel on the rack

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Mar 27, 2010
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