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What A Morning Shower Brings Sensations of awakening from satisfying sleep to sip creamed coffee, steamed with hint of bitter, to listen for morning’s gist, searching day’s delicious mysteries for time in which to dream imagination’s misted realms. I study this flashflood of stinging shower streams for ways to stay within its vital gush, swimming in its rushes, body humming guarantees that I’m still me. If time could be suspended, I'd sense only my true being spouted out like water-- no means, no ends but life itself, exuberant and clean. |
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