Softsoap. Y’ know, the liquid soap in a pump.
I was lingering on it a bit longer in the men’s room at work last week.
Ever have those moments when you’re just ‘gone’ – beyond the manufactured mundane moment and say, back in the ’80s or something. (If you were around then and walking and all that.)
So, there in the gent’s room – the scent of the softsoap tossed me elsewhere; the bathrooms in my folks’ home, specifically the mid 80’s locale. Window open, sleepy mid-Spring breeze, a look over the hill into the neighbor’s yard below. The kids on their bikes and dogs barking. Plates being washed after dinner and the routine bumps and hisses of the home I knew for eons.
I try not to linger in these too much these days. I gots holes in me hearts from all the absences whose shapes haunt me.
Awake or in dreams.
Or, in softsoap.
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