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The Web Poetry Corner - Phil Pochurek - The Bath

The Bath

by

Phil Pochurek

I took my oldness
Into the tub
To watch my wrinkles dissappear
As I began to soak and scrub,
Away the day
From under my nails.
And as the steam
Rose from my bath
With eyes closed I lay back
Afloat,adrift,
In a sea of lavender.
Oils and salts
From the far east
Soften my skin
As I become lost in the moment.
Alone with just my breath
Without thoughts, cares
To distract me from this peace,
Of heaven.
From this temporary womb
I'm born again.
In the aftermath, in the afternoon,
After my bath.

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