Treasure Island

jerome moore


Showers


I ride downtown in the rain
Homeward bound.
That deafening rain
dynamite in my empty head.
every black pool in the asphalt
rapping like a haunt outside my door.
soaked in the rains tremendous rains.

water soaked in my eyes, in my shoes, in my ass crack
I rode with it at times thinking 'this will be my shower'

Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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