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Listening to Dua Lipa in an Olive Oil Bath
A Poem
Cat eye glasses,
Even in the tub so I can
Feel the glam
And see
I am always the meeting place between
Pleasure and functionality
Listening to Dua Lipa in my olive oil bath
I poured extra virgin into the tub, added lavender bubbles
Hot hot water
I am soup
My body eases in
To the tub
To the music
To my early 40’s
To the reality that even though I felt one way for a long time
Now I must feel another
Love came, love went, love will return better and new
Lather, rinse, repeat.
My one woman bathtub dance party
Is something no one has ever seen, no one has shared in this
Maybe that’s what the matter was
My joys were never centered
Never checked on
Never even expected
After the bath
The olive oil Dua Lipa party continues
Even after the bath
New glasses, new jumpsuit
I am a sybarite
Outside there is darkness in the strange city
The waxing gibbous moon is so bright
She may just as well be full.
©Jenny Justice. All Rights Reserved.
Jenny Justice, Poet. Sociologist. Teacher. Mother. Woman. Author of Love in the Time of Climate Change and Reveal. You can read more of her poetry at Justice Poetic. Sign up for her newsletter here. Follow her on jennyjusticepoet.com.
