Have you ever had that
"I'm sitting here with no clue"
kind of feeling after
you thought you had just cleansed yourself of
everything in the shower?
And have you ever
well
hoped that that's exactly what you had done?
Saying goodbye to everything as it went down the drain.
Have you ever just sat in your bed,
shower thoughts filling your mind
when nothing is even on your mind at all?
Begging, pleading, silently waiting
for a word or a hint of one
to escape from your open mouth.

This is what happens when you become glazed,
but not a donut.