It's another of those heavy nights
Where I don't want to move
or sleep
or get out of the shower,
and my dearest companions
are the words forming so quick in my mind
that I can't keep up.
And every night
the showers get hotter
and longer
and one day my flesh will melt off
and you'll find me
a collapsed skeleton
waiting for you
to pull me out of the drain.
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