Grey Shower

Tonight I heard the metallic warbling

I thought I'd forgotten what it felt like

It waltzed towards me

Menacing, yet elegant

And stabbed me in the chest.

Something cold trickled down my arm

But when I turned on the lights there was no stain in the carpet.

I have a primal urge

To feel damp hair pressed against my collarbone

And your thin body

Trembling, yet mighty

Organic

Pale against the night sky

Gaunt against the shower curtain

Thrashing against my hipbone