A New Water Hose
Summer smells like Kool-Aid packets
Inflatable pools
And water hoses being turned on for the first time
That smell when water hits the hard plastic walls for the first time
Is the best kind of musty mist
I’ve been having a hard time thawing out
My anxiety is high-functioning
It’s spewing out
Just like that hole in the hose
When the water gets turned on for the first time
You don’t remember where it is
Until you turn the water on and it hits you right in the face
Sometimes you just need to go buy a new hose
Too bad I can’t go buy a new brain
Checking out with a new brain would be rather embarrassing though
And I’m sure Lowe’s doesn’t carry my brand
I’ll probably just get the hose
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Nice poem, fren.
Thanks 🙂
The hole in the hose… I felt that!
I thought it just looked like a panic attack lol
Great imagery and word choice in that first stanza. Love the turn- and its twin meanings.
Thank you !
summer will forever smell like kool-aid packets. You put me in that powdery sweet moment when you first rip it open and the dust comes floating up.
Happy to see you hear and writing. 💜
So happy that you liked my poem 🙂
your comment really made me want kool-aid lol