Edge

The apparition of you
  lingers in my shower/
  amounting steam
   growing/ but I know you’re there

Voyeur,
       your fingers stroke, grasp
        hidden in flowing water
         & somewhere I know your ghost
          is busy murmuring
      over the music from my phone

    You exist in the lyrics
  no matter how sad the song
& I yearn
  turn
    & wash the sweat
       from my hair
         everything smells like peppermint
          self – permeation

          I wonder if we might thaw
                together now all together now
                     Shellac & tongue tied
                           No longer

–LM

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