Apr 1, 1967 | Hayagriva Dasa Brahmachari, Poetry, Volume-01 Number-11
Bathroom light bulb bulging energy Blissfully from the ceiling, White tile walls radiant, I strip naked, chanting, chanting, I prepare my billionth bath maneuvering myself behind rubber-plastic curtains and into the tub as if for the first time and turn on hot and...
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