shower by John Destalo

Oct 2020

shower

skin like
paper

to cut or
be cut

she is
vulnerable

in his hands
in his words

she goes to
the place

she can be
alone

raises the
temperature

to scorch
and screams

dreaming
she is going

down the
drain

Written by

John Destalo 55/M/Harrisburg, PA

(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)

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