She Crawls Out

She crawls out of her skin, folding it on bath water Noticing the ring of a former lover, With cleanser she scrubs his territorial insignia, With Clorox, bleaches white again, the tubs virginity Glances at re-hung gambling hand towels, dirty mans hand print Flung from the bar they go, Rapid walking to the wash, Powder and sand and water flow, swish, swish, swish, to and fro Up and down jollies on a ringer swill, Timing the buzzer, she pulls, Wet load to the line for solar solitaire, Fling, fling upon the skinny wire, Pin, pin the wooden men, Inside she scurry’s before the doorbell rings, Glancing about the room for her under things, Stuffing them in cushion’s, out of sight of men Evidence secured, a virgin’s plight, again, and again, she'd pretend ______________________________ Inspired by: Michele Nold-Godleske e e cummings contest