poem of the day 07.29.13

breathing exercises

i have this window in my shower

low enough for me to look out of

and she is on her balcony

doing breathing exercises

in a turquoise top and shorts that are cut-off at her twat

it is weird to have

this window in my shower

but i’ve gotten somewhat used to it

watching the denizens of brooklyn

while i shampoo my hair

someone doing breathing exercises

as i scrub my face

the office drones racing for the bus

or slumping into their cars with coffee

while i get the armpits

the joggers and garbage men

sweating in the heat

while i do my legs and chest

the old guys shuffling with canes

doing their dance against death

the teenagers boasting with basketballs

as i hold the shower curtain and wash my feet

or the same dumb chick who pushes cigarette smoke

into my place

while she lets her pit-bull, marshmallow

shit amidst the summer flowers

and leaving

before she wipes up the stink

while i’m in here

gazing into the sunshine

dutifully washing my balls and ass