Shower Thoughts

Under the influence of running water, our minds wander.

Photo by Carmen Laezza on Unsplash

My skin crawls

as I stand in the shower,

water running from my body

as though even it wants to escape.

The razor tries to add beauty

as it removes hair,

but it is a pointless exercise

that I can’t live without.

I’m more at peace with myself

than others are these days,

but doesn’t mean

I am happy about it.

Life is as life does,

and this is it,

we keep going

until the end.

That will arrive

in its own good time,

I don’t need

to hurry it alone.

But, loneliness

that is my kryptonite,

the need to feel skin

that’s not my own.

Perhaps one day,

I’ll feel the touch of another

once again,

and know it’s not a digital world.

© Emma Steel