There The Day Goes Poem by Katy Lue

There The Day Goes



There the day goes,
It’s slipping away,
I scrub It off,
And it falls down the drain,
The seconds of regret,
The moments of glee,
All unsure glimpses,
The sturdy of “be”,
The sweet candy taste,
The blood of the foul,
All disappear,
As I dry with my towel,
The steam fogged mirror,
Are all the hidden secrets we bare,
The now heavy, wet
Towel is the gossip we share,
The soap residue is are the stuck memories,
The troublesome second,
The long lasting grin,
The thoughts of drowning,
Yet you know you can swim,
The comb through my hair are my weavings of telling,
What should I tell?
What should I speak silent?
The door opens and foreign air swiftly enters,
Lingering long,
I unconsciously shiver,
There the day goes,
With all of its seconds,
Out the door does it travels,
“Be back tomorrow! ” It beckons

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