O.
Aug 28, 2017 · 1 min read

Your pink
bathing
suit hangs
inside on the
bathroom
doorknob,
dripped
sparkling vision
on tile
just as white
lake
reflects
in the red
summer-
time, uncovers
a shed snake’s
skin, your
untouched self,
begins by
your barely
blossomed
blush.
