Shower

I left the radio on
and who knows
what songs I missed
while I was in the shower?

What songs
does the President sing
when he sings
in the shower?

What things
did the soldier think of
before dying in the evening’s
rocket shower?

What did last night’s groupie
do when she got home
and washed off the evening
with a long, bitter shower?

And who knows
what fell from the Douglas fir
when the lightning struck it
during the thundershower?

There is so much
in this world that happens
without remark, remarkable things
sloughed off like dirt in a shower.

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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