As the warm water pours down my back
Washing off the dust and dirt
Of the last week
It’s been so long since I showered.
Playing on television
Surrounding me with its music and images
It’s nice to be part of society again.
Soft and fluffy
Two of them on my bed
I’d forgotten what they felt like.
A warm quilt
Pulled over me
What a nice warm place to sleep.
Blowing warmth into the room
It’s nice to be away from the drafts of the tent.
Sleeping will be easy here.
Before I drift off
Into the welcoming world of sleep
I look up.
I see only the white paint
Of the ceiling above me,
Separating me from the stars
High up in the heavens
Pinpricks of light slowly rotating
Which were my companions for the last week.