Contiguous Walls 6.30.2011

Contiguous Walls


The white & black,

The front & back.


Sitting in the bath

Awake since four,

Wiped out, inert,

I am the object of a passive flirt,

Eyes seeing skies

On patterned towel.

Letting mind

Determine meaning.

Pushing through, I don’t allow

The view to glue me

To the images I see,

Still not inclined to rise and do,

I soap and soak – amused.

Bent to fuel the symbols squelched,

The bathroom silence snubbed,

And pushing forward and beyond,

I play the mind

And list the attributes designed.

I go to God.

I wash my body.

Strangely filled, no longer tired,

Wired for the day.

Contiguous Walls 6.30.2011

Circling Round Baths;

Arlene Corwin

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