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Glass enclosure confines
The steam,
Water and steam meet to warm
The body.
Don’t break the seal of the door . . . yet.
Reach for draped towel
To
Whisk away wetness,
Now dry, it’s safe to open
The door.
Cool air
Allowed to explore exposed skin.
There it is!
A hair
Lands
On
The shoulder.
A single strand
Irritates.
Hands brush it away,
Quickly!
Sunlight reveals
Hair floating
Like fall leaves
Settling on the floor.
A final blast
Sends
More
Strands
On
Their
Way
What’s that prickling
The neck?
A new battle begins.
It’s a wonder
Any hair
Remains attached.
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