WET

Hot water that runs over my hair and soaks the back of my neck Shoulders hot water on our faces, to mouth I say something about your eye Watery disk Above your wet mouth

Again, now, no faces No hot water, styrofoam The curtains keep it dry We are laughing, drinking water I see your eyes shift, To see it. I look When you lift a glass I see that you are smiling, I watch you Laugh and put water in your mouth

Tristen Jax Pasternak