a short play in which your beauty products gather in a
pool of moonlight on the tiles of your bathroom floor to praise their goddess
toothbrush: to sip bacteria from mouth chalice
what
a waste of holy water –
spitting
dredges in the sink
wax strip: o
i shall till her lush meadows
entomb
each daisy in my body
enrapture
each follicle
cleanser: delta
of blackheads on her nose
is
my nile, i wash her festering
gemstones
with reverence
lash curler: orbit the many fingered moons
i
am an astronaut intimately
acquainted
with her gravity
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