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Jodie-Elaine Mar 2019
We talk politics in the shower.
You shampoo your beard,
I condition my armpit hair.
Good morning coffee breath.
I love you like a palindrome.
Tragic comedy, our physical love stretched
thin
over distance.
Endings always differ.
Moon circles scream it’s raining on me.
Serotonin’s been locked up for years, I put her somewhere safe.
Check you’re alive with a finger *****, comedy of errors sings an ode in my left ear.
Here
beard bristles
brush hair
light back catch
sensitivity sits
less lower lip
fold
selves
in
scene end
stage right
pick up towel
EXIT.
Collection: PERFORMANCE ARTIST POETRY AND BRAIN FARTS FOR UNSOLICITED MICROWAVE HEADS
Gillian Annie Mar 2019
sometimes
i take
a really
hot
shower
as if
i could
burn
away
that time
in yours
when it
wasn't
a choice
but all
i do
is sear
skin and
cauterize
my heart
Jojo Mike Feb 2019
After a long day of life
I get home put away my bag
Strip my clothes off and smile one last time
Go to the shower for some privacy
Because my room doesn’t allow that
And before i open the shower
I close my eyes and shut down for a sec
And its quiet and peaceful and dark
And I’m tempted to stay there forever
Then i remember my mama depends on me and open my eyes
As i open the shower and water pours from above
My eyes shower the bathroom with water of its own
And for a minute i forget what i was in there for
For a minute i silently pour my heart out
In the shower as i slowly slip to the floor
And i sob for the love i might never explore
I cry out for the death that i have been wishing for
I cry for the words that i was told that day
I sob for the insults that come my way
I remember how as i child i did everything to chase death away
And now i can’t help but call it to me
But not even death wants to deal with me in anyway
And in the shower I’m literally naked
Both on the outside and inside
In the shower i wash my dirt away
In the shower i let my vulnerability show
In the shower I’m never okay
Because i never knew how it feels to act my age
And as i scrub myself and rinse off
I put on the mask i have always known
Dry myself off while practicing my daily mantra
I’m “okay” i'm “fine” words I’ll say
As soon as i leave the shower and my ***** secrets behind
In the shower lies my confidant
In the shower is where I bare my naked soul
In the shower is where i get ideas of what to write next
In the shower is where i sometimes talk to God
In the shower is where my secrets lie
In the shower is where I’ll probably die
The shower is a place of solitude for me the walls know my secrets they have seen me at my lowest and there i poured my heart out
Yuki Jan 2019
Showers make you
vulnerable.
You are naked,
not only your body
but your soul too

The thoughts running
through your head
as the water runs
through your skin

Not knowing if it is
actually water
or maybe tears.
Crandall Branch Jan 2019
a shower
is like
love:
you rinse of
the dirt
and end up
with only
the cleen
hello guys :) sorry i haven't posted much, i have bean busy with my crab farm
Poetic T Dec 2018
Within every droplet was the
                      sweat of arousal.
Each kiss on silk sheets of
desire was a word,
                   Metaphors misspelled,  
                   it was wet.
                        Damp within forbidden moments.


Soaked within the focus there every
        collecting grasps. Upon the virtues
that where but keys to locks
                                       that had opened
                   First kisses unlocking arousal.

They washed away inhabitations,
      only to be washed within each others shower,
                                   and then both
                                   where silent in smiles.
amber Oct 2018
hunched over
in the shower
cold water
spraying down

you shiver
I trace your exposed spine
with
my finger
and whisper
"come closer"
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