The Shower

the tile floor of the shower feels like home to me,
I have crept there, slept there, wept there.

it is the place that I washed you off my skin,
the dirt, grim, and inkblot stains of yesterday.

it is the place I washed love down the drain,
the fallacy of the word I learned to say.

it is the place I found my heart and mind,
the thoughts and feelings I scrubbed away.

the tile floor of the shower feels like home to me,
I am me there, I can see there, I am free there.