It doesn't matter
how long
I stand under
the water
It doesn't matter
how long
it runs
through my hair
it dribbles
down my face
it flows
over my body
it's rivulets
becoming rivers
as they rush
towards the drain
It doesn't matter
how long
I stand
under the incessant
beating of my
five spray option
showerhead
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