The Cleansing
The Cleansing
He thought about funeral pyres
as he soaped her hair,
the many times they had
played with shampoo
only to end-up in bed.
Today it was different, her hands
were cold and her chest
had started to stiffen.
Two flocks of pigeons
flying in different directions
crossed each other
in the sky as bells
atop the churches tolled.
He watched them through
the bedroom window in silence
and waited for the sun
to finish going down before
drying her cold feet.
as he soaped her hair,
the many times they had
played with shampoo
only to end-up in bed.
Today it was different, her hands
were cold and her chest
had started to stiffen.
Two flocks of pigeons
flying in different directions
crossed each other
in the sky as bells
atop the churches tolled.
He watched them through
the bedroom window in silence
and waited for the sun
to finish going down before
drying her cold feet.
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