Unwelcome Sentimentality, a poem

As always, I'm an advocate of personal hygiene.

Unwelcome Sentimentality

In my regular attempts to run far away
from the oncoming cloud of negative feelings
by participating in the hip rejection of sincerity
and tattooing myself with nihilism
​I find myself laying in the bathtub
staring at a now near-empty shampoo bottle
bought from the KMart in Winona
that was going out of business
on freshman move-in day
​four years ago
I find myself laying in the bathtub
wet, increasingly cold,
and not ready to buy a new bottle.