Bad Poetry You probably never want to read

Shower Poem

I stood in the shower

And there it came

The most amazing poem

With no way to record

Words swirled in my head

Like the mists around me

My body filled with joy

As I recited every line

Inspiration flowed over me

Like the suds running down my body

I did not need to think

As the sweet song escaped my lips

The heat brought true vision

And for once, I could see clearly

The mirror may be clouded

But my mind was free

Every word in its place

Turning lyrically through the air

I rushed to turn off the shower

Nearly falling on the slick bath surface

I stepped over the precipice

Grabbing the nearest towel

Not worried if it was my own

I dried frantically, like a dog

Shaking dirty pond water after a dip

And when I stepped off the mat

Like the droplets or water

That surrounded me

My mind evaporated

I forget the poem

Every

Single

Word

So I am afraid, you will have to have this instead