Each month, write a new collection.
The Secret Life of an Occupational TherapistCordon off the tub roomAt ungodly early hourGrab ten carted towels Ignore linen conserve plea.Supplies are essentialFlood and fumbles lay ahead.Breathe deep as you approach To remind its shower dayIgnore nurse gleeful smileYou chopped half her task this morn.Focus patient reassuranceOn bygone feel of clean,Gone independence, lost privacy.A secret play unfolds nowOn masterful stage setSelf undress fastidiousGold medal vault to bench.Tightrope privacy betweennakedness and help.I’ve held this post so oftenStoic shower curtain sentry Recover soap bottles flyingEncourage confidence.It’s a breath away to strangerAs soft water pounds. Grab hold of time suspended, asRudiments reclaim.
That's great! I'd start working toward the political aspects of the collection now too!
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Love your haikus man!