When You Wash Your Hair

A Poem

Tomorrow
or the next day
or Monday morning,
you will remember
the purity of your skin.

The places of pleasure
and unspeakable longing
for healing
are both the same.

The water will remind
you that your lungs
are working
and the pulse
of your next move
does not need to be decided
by the time
soap spirals down the drain.

You will be gentle
with your bruises,
and you will lather the lavender
on your beautiful strength.

And this momentous morning,
the same as tomorrow,
will help you gather
the days of your wisdom.

© Samantha Lazar 2018

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