Shower

Part my lips and blazing water flows in

    To clean out the space between my bones
    Sweep up the scraps of Sunday sin
    Dust off my brain and its great unknowns
    Mop the heavy smoking conflict from each lung
    Sanitize the silent grime left in your deepest cut
    Rinse the unhappy acid from my tongue
    Floss the indecisive space between my heart and gut
    Buff my kidneys to their youthful sober shine
    Purify every thought black with doubtful unease
    Scrape each stillborn concern from my spine

    And Brush the bad habits from between my knees

The heat of this labor escapes in sharp exhale

    Short breaths birthing shining music in major scale