New Poem: There’s Mold in Our Shower

There’s Mold In Our Shower by Ed DeCaria

There’s mold in our shower, it’s grown by the hour, I’m practically covered in green.

The tiles are fuzzy, the curtain is skuzzy, I’m warning you: it’s quite a scene.

The soap and shampoo left a thick residue so I don’t feel especially clean.

I’d hoped to