Water (12/12): Last Bath
I know you must be tiredtired from all thistired of all thisjust gimme a minuteImma get the champagneyou get the candles goingjust like old timesget the tab filling you’re the most beautiful thingin this icky filthy bathroomit smelled like dude in herebut thank goodness you’re hereyou’re more beautiful than the rosesthe ones you left in the vasethat somehow managed survivethough you’d pretty much left the petals are still lovelythough a little bit droopedresigned like your expressionand so we pluck them offone after anothertogether as we chant‘I love you’‘I love you not’as we throw them on the wateras we spread them … Continue reading Water (12/12): Last Bath