tears

what else

I cried and cried
till my warm tears filled
the bathtub
So that I could soak in them later
And immerse in the thoughts
that created them

© Nothing Personal. February 6, 2011.

Reviews

[.]

. ah, magic ... a little tequila shot which is more potent than a thousand tequila shots ... very, very sensitive ... and very, very skillful ...

[OT]

ooo now this is different! you chameleon you! haha - brilliant idea - save the tears so you can remember the muse - I think some tears stain forever... you can wipe your face but they'll never leave ingrained under the thickets of strained and pained memories! nice!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the logic in the poem. A bathtub filled with tears? A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote