A Shower of Sediment

In such a whimsical action a half-asleep routine shaped disrobed and left stark naked this vehicle, this housing, a shell scarred skin, greying hair, bones, muscle and more besides with plenty of stories to tell. Awash with collected fallacious matter amid mind obstacles and other clutter clinging like feathered shards decorating our ethereal bodies help slide through the corridors of our intentions. Standing ‘au naturel’ now in a white tiled cube blinking up at the spewing fountainhead still too cold to stand under steam signaling it’s welcome salivating over sleepy baggage currents of memory turned on groping dangling vegetal limbs to the sound of clanging pipes running, churning, rippling warmth over fornicated folds fingering creases and crevices soapy belly buttons and anuses Between a blinking downpour Crashing thumps detonating water gushing over a hollowed shell ears drumming peace to a closed eye the mouth blows out a succulent sigh. Aaaaaahhhhh…… I leave my body now, transferred by the glistening whispering unending warmth dissolving my corpse floating now in the ooze of this poetical river soaking in fragments otherworldly sensations I float on a raft outside of time gliding on a current completely dissolved as vaporized droplets as liquid words transferring constantly flowing like remorseless compassion fluidly escaping to rivers of reeds and bullrushes harboring wilder one-eyed otters reminding me of the rivers running through my veins sacred springs or murkier places. I am a swamp of gurgling metaphoric ideas connected to dripping pipes as portals to dreams flowing over banks of mud with protruding shards of rust half sunk shopping trolleys dangling with neon moss my effluence goes beyond all wriggling life form swimming up the sacred river to our birthright source a wriggling newt, a tadpole or a spermlike mudskipper….. the water is listening, echoing our hymns through the biosphere coursing a channel my imagination runs, whichever But then, right then, all of a sudden a tap fills a kettle in the kitchen, the shower loses all its power plugging me back to my present shell.