Why do you do this? Time and again
rumours whisper, phrases stutter
and I, as ever dismiss them to
the waste disposal I call dreams.
Month in, day drowned I hear,
read, discard, ball it all away
knowing you never fail the cycle
Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
Patterns furling, emotions tangling still
they’re always just the same – a type.
Craving comfort in youth
hungrily you grasp a fading past -
lather
rinse
repeat -
find a heart
can be bruised
after all.
Author notes
Just written this, first one in a long, long time, please be honest. About my muse and his constant cycle of repeated behaviour which has surprisingly saddened me this time. By the way he is a real person for those who were asking and has inspired the majority of pieces on here, both positive and negative. He gave me my creativity back, that's why he's my muse regardless of what he does. 
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Incredible.
You express all emotions perfectly! The whole "lather, rinse, repeat" thing was briliant!
I don't really have much to say about this piece, because everything about it was just so awesome. Great write all the way!
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Wow, this feels like an entire whirlwind of emotion battering against the soul. I can see the anger and hurt in this poem, but there seems to be more to the story that the poem just hints at. Very good job and I like the way that you broke up what could have been a stanza and gave it this very rough feel that kind of is a little jaunting to read in that fashion, but i believe it adds to the emotion very well
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I think we all have times when we re-write a poem right into the grave. I do it all the time of late. Our muses may be in cahoots with each other. I say leave it as it is...let the reader take what they find.
Sharon
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I have to admit that I'm slightly confused but most contemporary poems are meant to have a subtle meaning that invites interpretation. To me, it sounded as if you were speaking to someone "else" in your life. I know you mention your "muse" in the AN but is that someone real or just the muse that we all seek for inspiration? Or, perhaps, is there someone in your life that constantly disappoints you - constantly causes your heart to be bruised. If not, then perhaps you've given too much power to your muse! For if 'he' continually draws from a 'fading past' and keeps returning to the inspiration caused by your 'bruised heart,' then perhaps, he's not doing you any favors.
In any case, although the imagery is tangible, it isn't completely clear without a bit of nudging...but if that's what you were looking for, then fabulous! The handwashing metaphor serves you well to point out the repetitive nature of "whatever" you're describing. Thanks for a thought-provoking read. Best of luck! -isomuse
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A play on the phrase " Same #@$, Different Day"? A few confusing spots for me, but the content is clear. Well done.
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Revising Again!
You've got to get over this constant rewashing. Don't want to go down the old Lady Macbeth road - you know the OCD hand washing thing. I love this poem just as it is! -
Precicely! Lather, rinse,repeat. Perfect metaphor for life.
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Speaks Volumes
I have been doing the lather, rinse, repeat on my work for years - so much so that nothing ever got finished to my satisfaction. Maybe I've always been afraid of my heart being bruised by criticism. Lately I've been trying to come out of hiding a bit - let my poetry live and breath for a while before I smother it with suds. This is a very perceptive poem don't over wash too much. I can really relate to it!
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i am not much of a critic...I can admit...but I liked your poem...I read it twice and liked how you put it all together.........great job...at least I thought so.......I like the way you write........
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I do this every day... just to stay clean to ceep the gearms away. away.
JackReed3
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Oh wow! this is like AMAZING! i love this! So true!
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I'd just write it as "bat it all away" instead of "baseball bat", it's two unnecessary syllables that I got stuck on. other than that, it's a good write to fight back with.
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Oh. This is a pretty cool little poem that you have going on here. It was sparse but said a whole lot about both you and your relationship with your muse. Actually I thought it was about a guy before but after reading your author notes and re-reading your poem I could see the ways that it could be read as to be about your muse. I guess that's the really great thing about poetry. It's just very open to interpertation. You did a good job of expressing yourself here.
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I think I like where you're trying to get to with this piece... but I'm not quite sure I understand exactly where you're at. Hmm. I wish i had advice. Maybe an extra blip in the author's notes would help readers along. love the metaphor. run with it
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