and i just stood in the shower

the water washing the sweat and dirt from my tired body

my head against the cool tile of the wall

bah

doesn’t matter to the kittens stalking prey in the talk grass outside

doesn’t matter to me either

my mind near shutting off as the streams bombarded my chest and head

running down my stomach

my legs

my drooping manhood

my sore knee

took a tumble last week and the damned thing still hurts

bah

doesn’t matter to the birds in the sky above me

doesn’t matter to me either

and i just stood there

and let the thoughts flood out my ears and eyes and stupid tongue

as the water falls onto my feet

i should scrub

but my arms are tired

and they are just hanging in the stream

how i’d long for someone to wash my back

if i could muster the energy

someone to kiss my eyelids

tell me it’ll be okay

somehow

but there’s no one to hear

but the drunk lady in the hall talking to loudly to her friends

equally drunk but less annoying

so i just leave my head against the tile

summoning the will to fight again another day

bah

doesn’t matter to the pandas chewing bamboo and staring at the ground

doesn’t matter to me either

toweling off

and lying on the bed with too many pillows for one

too much room for one

shivering naked as the air i set for sixty eight constantly blows

the blankets on the floor from restless lack of sleep

bah

doesn’t matter to the rams on the side of the mountain smelling rain

so it doesn’t matter to me either