Technology is not my friend. I have been trying to set up a wordpress site and make it connect to Facebook. It’s all very difficult. Anyway, here is a poem, let’s see where it goes

Brainwashed

At some point

I stepped out of that childhood bath

Of sibling splashes and squiggling toes

The well-used bar of soap slipped out of my hands

Someone replaced it with a plastic bottle

Thoughtless addiction of my adulthood

Repeat prescription: we’ve run out, get some more

And now I lie amongst the discarded bottles

Of a 40-year-long binge

Grey water remnants of bubbles popped

I can’t even remember how it started

But as the bath runs out

I pray I can hold on to some redemption

In this bar of vegan soap