The cockroach in my bathroom
And I play a game. He is afoot
when I'm barefoot, racing
along walls, climbing
onto the sink. He slinks
out of sight when I might
have my slippers, or my
shoes on. Once I
tried to kill him with the mop,
but that was a flop, it was too
soft. Tried to flush him down
the drain, tried to drown him,
but I found out he could swim.
So I bide the day we meet
and I have shoes on my feet.
Meanwhile, my bathroom is his
when I'm not there
I don't think of him either.
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Bow.
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