Bath Time Poem by Alexa Greenwood
Bath Time
They unstaple me,
Share the pain, though
They do not feel it.
Other parts are sheer jet black,
Their day will come.
The steel is cold to touch,
Full of holes. They
Warm me with their tenderness,
I'm all wrapped up,
My bed is waiting.
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