Steam...

Today...
Rolled up on me
like a street gang
with a vendetta...

Hitting me with a sucsession
Of madness...
the likes Of which
I'd never seen....for a Thursday

BY 5 I was numb ...all over
couldnt even feel ...my thoughts
I knew...an appointment with my
shower was due...

I need...steam to pour over
my wounded flesh...
as I press
into the heat
of the water beating
down on me...
I need to release
my woes and angst...
and breathe
I give myself to the heat..
and steam...

Closing my eyes
I let sweat
trickle down
the enclave
between my breast
As I dismiss...
My dissapointment
from my chest

I lean back...
into the steam
and rest...

Still dreaming
Of fantasies of flesh
coming to devour
this frown right off
of my face...

Coming to lick these
tained tears...
Not leaving a trace

Of where they had been

I need to feel the steam
dissapate my sins...
I need to feel the heat
cling to my skin

As I let my imagination
get carried away
I let the steam rise
As I part my legs

As a part of me almost
Begs to be splinterd
as I let the steam enter
my pores....

Back arched...
as I feel the warmth
within
Letting this steam
Fill me...and
erase...my sins.