The Bathe


The bathe

Late night late morning

Clean in between the ears

Squeak the mind

Fresh for the feel

Wishing for the nourishment

Become wiser more clever

Amaze others and the one who looks back at you

Out of soap face cloth lost

Wonders of silent screams

Self-inflicted enjoyments sticky

Eloped with page turners

Possibilities in the maze of mind

Map lost in education?

Framed on the wall was proof

Desires somewhere in child dreams

Grab the towel dry off the darkest secrets

Keeping the logic spectacles close to heart

Logic seems Sahara like

Wise drive by better then ill drama

Hair dried cleaned skin

Smell fresh brain should have shaved

The bathe

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