I don't sing in the shower.
It's not that I'm breaking
cliché like a good showerer
ought, it's more that I'm
too passive to do what I do
outside of the bathroom. While
others are singing, I am naked
in the steam arguing with my
friends and family, silently
shouting the things I can't say
when dry. Sometimes it gets
pretty heated, until I twist the
taps and the water stops running.
Monday, 16 March 2009
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