Fie you Slugabed by I.E Morgan


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I have no bath here
The Communal cannot please me
I need to submerge
into a pool of oils and warm
Bubbles
Candles
and rose petals
soft music of blue angels
Dance

In my room...

When I want something...

Sounds...

I lie in a garden
LUSH and green
Lillies and tulips
daisies
Warm sun pokes through the elevated ectoplasm

I haven't been drinking