White tiles

White tiles
Take time to turn
Into something
Noticeable
On the shower walls

My fingers rake
My wet hair
Not even washing
No shampoo

My mind
Is someplace else
In fact, many
Other places
At once

Until I open my eyes
And see white
Tile walls
And return
Realizing

I’ve been rinsing
My hair
For some time now
I don’t know
How long