Bathroom, 2003

It’s time

My time

To go to my place.

The only place in this desolate home, where I can be

Myself.

A toilet seat.

You can’t just barbarically sit on it.

No

You prepare for the experience.

First,

You disinfect with the mist of gods. Spraying away the sins of others.

Then,

You wipe the seat with an angel’s blanket, or how others like to call it

A paper towel.

Now

Prepare to sit.

Lower your body to the porcelain throne

and view your mighty kingdom

From the court-jester

Toothpaste,

To your fearless knights

Shampoo and conditioner.

At this very moment,

You own this world

This kingdom

And then suddenly,

You let it all go.