Slipping out of the day
the silk of laughter
the corduroy of quarrels
the poly-cotton of work and play
and letting them drop to the floor
Stepping under the water fall
with soaps and exfoliants
sloughing off our colorful masks
the fumes of other’s habits
the dirt of our mistakes
and stepping out fresh
A little cream to tone
a little scent to lift
a little bit of rebirth
a little moment of paradise
January 21, 2019
I like the metaphor of shedding the day
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