An Early Morning Shower

An Early Morning Shower

A Poem by Jacob Brine

It now pours out of me like a shower head

Sometimes there isn't enough pressure

And it's too cold

So I turn it up

And it burns me

Washing away the stench of the routine

The pain of not feeling

Boredom 

That's what it must be

Most of the times though 

When it pours out

I just watch it go down

The drain

© 2014 Jacob Brine


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Added on January 10, 2014
Last Updated on January 10, 2014
Tags: Poem, Autism

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Jacob Brine
Jacob Brine

Lebanon, PA



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