pried-open eyes manage
a stumbling walk
to cold tile, shower knob
fumbling fingers find
white socks and tee
dark shorts and khakis
somewhat water-energized
hands rub oil, lotion
into thirsty pale skin
vague thoughts search
for the abandoned lover
of a dream left on the pillow
teasing glimpses return,
whipping and driving the
memory to nocturnal trips
the coachman cannot,
best be his aim, catch the
fleeting subconscious spill
black liquid hardly fulfills
its purpose, thus dozing
comes with the dawn
gradual light pushes
through drapery, falls
upon exhausted traveler
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