I didnt want to take a bath
But i had too.
I walk alone in a lonely corridor
Watching the water rush down the pipe like a river on a rainy day.
The water gulps my foot up.
It is too hot to handle.
I turn the moist nob like i mean it.
It is the right tempature now
With the water glistening in the light.
I hop in vigorously like a sailor going on his first trip.
I am pleased
In Leroys bathtub.
