Rain hammers on the corrugated tin
You press your forehead to the glass again
The spin cycle thumps a holy rhythm
Your breath fogs patterns where the light gets in
Spin cycle turns the night to white noise
Spin cycle steals the breath from wet boys
You kneel at the edge of something wrong
Anomalous water hums your song
Detergent scent climbs through the vented air
You count the minutes no one knows you're there
The pool reflects a sodium orange glow
Your altar boy knees ache on cold tile floor
Spin cycle turns the night to white noise
Spin cycle steals the breath from wet boys
You kneel at the edge of something wrong
Anomalous water hums your song
A sock floats past like a white confession
You track the ripples of your obsession
The machine groans into final rinse
You taste the copper on your own dry lips
Spin cycle turns the night to white noise
Spin cycle steals the breath from wet boys
You kneel at the edge of something wrong
Anomalous water hums your song
The rain lets up but you don't move an inch
Your fingers hover where the surface flinches
A hymn you sang in counter-tenor range
Rises like steam from the water's strange change
Four walls vibrate with the spin's last gasp
You clamp your jaw in a silent clasp
The water stills to a mirror plate
You see the face you came to hate
Neon flickers on the parking lot
You fold your arms against the cooling spot
The door buzzes but you don't turn around
Just let the silence spin its final sound
Spin cycle turns the night to white noise
Spin cycle steals the breath from wet boys
You kneel at the edge of something wrong
Anomalous water hums your song
Spin cycle turns the night to white noise
Spin cycle steals the breath from wet boys
Fluorescent hum and rising steam
You watch the water hold its dream
