Sunday

drained



steam rise
water scald
skin pink

hot enough to burn away
the whining?
    (hers)
the crying?
    (his)
the yelling?
    (mine)

i close my eyes and breathe in deeply

inhale quiet

wash away the sick and sleepless yesterdays
will heaviness and anger down the drain

say a prayer
turn off the water
and dripping,
re-enter the fray