Shower SleepA Poem by Amber Koneval[Published in Regis University's Apogee 2011]
turn on the torrent
as I slide down the glass my bare flesh sticking slightly resisting the urge to sleep my skin shuggers as my naked thighs rest on the tile drawing my knees to my chin closing my eyes to the rain the water tastes my flesh dripping from my collarbones and curving around my breasts heaving as they do resisting the acid erosion this water melts me down and carries me down the drain through the pipes covered as they are with the refuse with all the sin we cleanse of ourselves clogging up the plumbing with all the bullshit that we’ve forced underground out of sight not out of mind to the sewers where all this s**t collides raising to Heaven such a stench of depravity that God Himself holds His nose a swirling swamp of broken bottles and shards of shattered dreams dripping with the venom of half-used syringes and soiled clothing, reeking of sex tossed into this wasteland too sickening to ignore and yet we do I can see you turn your faces even as I drain about the filth washed out to this dump in my desperate attempt to be clean and the rain falls again slapping my face releasing me from the oppressive heat created by our corruption and I float back up the pipes in a wave the polluted water of my being finding a way to coalese gasping into a wide-eyed girl her white skin gray with filth against the purity of the tile marked red by time her honesty shamed by the transparency of the rain I grab the glass walls and force myself to stand slam the water off and sob into my hands there is no getting clean from this © 2012 Amber KonevalReviews
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1 Review Added on October 18, 2012 Last Updated on October 18, 2012 Tags: social justice, action, reaction, political AuthorAmber KonevalCOAboutAMBER KONEVAL is a college student in Denver, Colorado double majoring in English and Religious Studies. She is slated to graduate in December of 2013. Her poetry has appeared in such print.. more..Writing
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