crying in the shower
is the safest, most alone feeling in the world
the water surrounds you, it is beating on your body
applying pressure
the roaring noise of the water is all you hear.
and floods leak from your eyes
torrents of salty bitterness
of acrid anger
submerse your being into
a bubble of liquid
clear and burning hot
steaming the mirrors
every pore seems to open and release
small rivulets.
i feel pressure upon my chest
unbearable
and then a release.
but i do not feel any better.
the pressure returns.
i still weep, my cries silenced by the crashing on the shower curtains
and i still remain vulnerable, invisible
i become the water.
a pointless torrent of hot angry tears.
-Pamplemousse
-Pamplemousse
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