he stood in the shower
until
the hot water
gave out,
singing in
the small tiled room
steamed
like a Turkish
bathhouse.
he'd rub the ball
of his fist
to clear the mirror
then shave,
then brush his teeth,
brushing
back
his thick curled hair
with cream.
and now,
even the ledge of
the porcelain
tub is too far a reach,
unable
to lift
his leg to enter.
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