Goldilocks

thick tongue, cracked lips, dry hands all want UP.
the mouth's roof feels gummy, smooth, not quite right,
long fingernails scrape layers of cells off, away.
sweater on, teeth brushed, up the stairs.
made coffee that was too dark, too rich, not quite right,
left it half drunk next to the cigarette, half smoked.
down the stairs, into the shower.
moaning against water that is too hot, too cold, not quite right.
sitting, wet, shivering on the tub's edge,
looking for words, finding them limp, desperate, not quite right.
dried off, made a mess looking for clothes.
useless to care,
those pants are all too big or TOO BIG, not quite right.
dressed, up the stairs.
made tea with lemon, in the grey and brown mug.
dark, light, sweet, sour, and almost right.
later, looking in a mirror for no good reason,
I see, my hair is just right.