Drops of Thought
May 6, 2020
Drops of Thought
I’m so tired of this bathroom floor
I sit down
And its coldness radiates my warm,
Pale skin
That lies upon it
The sound of the drippy shower
head
Drip Drip
Says the water on the window
from the rain
Falling from a place
That is unknown
I hear it as I sit here
On the bathroom floor
Wondering
-unknown