Monday, September 8, 2008

Relax - Cynthia Gomez

Relax

I feel it as I park
My car in the garage.
My aching feet walk
Towards the door as
They slip off the shoe
Restricting its partner.
Already the sensation
Puts me at ease
Urging me to undress.
Abruptly I take off the articles
Drenched with the day’s
Grime and guilt.
I turn the knob to unleash
The things my body needs
To recover.
Eager to exhale, I jump
In and begin to feel the heat
Burning the stress off my body. Killing
The memories of today.
Not thinking of anything, but
Closely monitoring my problems
As they go down the drain.

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