So Soothing

Hot water deeper than the length of my hand.

Three false candles illuminate the darkness.

Like a dealer with cards Pandora shuffles.

Vessel slowly lowered into the depths.

Within the Epson Sea all thoughts dissolve.

The rubber stop fails as it gradually drains.

I soak till its purpose has been fulfilled.

From the basin I emerge calm and relaxed.

My train cleared of troublesome passengers.


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Fitzy Marlote

Stress relief at its finest. Wish one could select multiple terms used.

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