Bath Water

A Poem

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we drove to New York in a convertible
our asses a tea party
inches above the highway
and how fast there went
twinkling Baltimore
there came maze of maze D.C.,
and then we parked on Broadway
outside your father’s apartment building,
heard voices in the streets
relational, electric, socks-off fortifying,
and went to the library where
we stood by the lions
and understood
the perilous future
with hope
and bars of soap
waiting to be…