Soap White Rainforest Shower


Soap white rainforest shower
with water in beads
that fall, falling clear of tiled
surround and hazy glazed sliding doors;
all I can think back to are your sized five feet
perfect in their creation,
not a single stitch out of line
nor the glue shining and showing.

On the floor with its colour and signs,
shapes; forms; hues and lines,
you dance not ripping a seam.
No sweatshop made you
nor is there a long queue
of people and prams waiting to buy you,
pluck you from the rails or keep you deep inside baskets.