A Hell Of Shower Poem by jane wongso Suhardjo

Dramatic or not
Was fifteen,
under delusion of love
or simply hormones.
then they broke up.
she took shower
at five forty five am

As water drowning
warm and soothing
reached the eyes,
calling the tears to stream
It wasn’t the break up
It wasn’t sad, angry
let alone heart-break
or disappointment

It was just the tears
just the shower,
the hot water.

And the pouring
hit her with everything.
The reality is
crying in the shower

And it was dramatic,
the most dramatic cry,
was in the shower!

So what?
If he was not a hell of boyfriend
Still,
it was a hell of shower!