funny how the mind is
forgetful of good times
and does not fight
to get rid of the bad times
i hear the sound
when i am submerged
in my bathroom tub
with lavender etals
mixed with a kind of
that cannot seem
cool the heat
in me


i stopped going to bars and clubs it is a hang out place where people drink out their life’s frustrations and dance out their stress and the air is smog thick of it and drops into the sweat of my skin when the night is over i need a cleanse from being clothed in the filth of it