Bathroom 03:47

 

A fellow writer dared me to write something “ugly.” This is the closest I would go. 

 

 

Cold white sober enamel

Scatters light, cleanly.

 

The glaring concaveness of the bowl

Is a reckless skate park half-pipe

 

Rising up, then down and up, then down,

Dashing its brains against the sides.

 

Cold white sober tiles

Under your palms, for a flush-hot face

 

To press shame into iron-like,

A flat and clean, mistaken resting place

 

 

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