Bathtub Blues

Act I: The Hollow

Before the dawn, the darkest hour.
19 lines · 58 words

In the tub
Smoking a cig
Ashes and water
Mix

Such complex gifts
Such complex tiffs

Is love a myth?
Will I walk through life
A shallow remembrance?
I want to feel
Like I did
Before he left

I dig and dig
Pinch and squeeze
Scratching zits
Pockmarked cheeks
To match my self-image

Ugly sin
Bereft in it