By Michael
The bathroom is my favorite place to be.
Here I can see the toilet paper, rolled tight as a true promise,
The latrine, that stands grounded as the truth,
And the shower that pours like a monsoon.
I can hear the sigh of relief, and the whirling water drain into an unknown abyss.
I can feel stress leave my conscience,
While I ponder and reflect upon my life.
I see, I hear, I feel and even smell the negative vibes leave my body and the cleansing of my soul.
The bathroom is my favorite place to be.
