Owl in the Bathroom
what would you have said to me
as you saw me laying there
feeling the cold tile aspirate drops
popping up and down again?
or maybe you would’ve said,
“you’re better off going in blind,
you’ll choke if you know beforehand
all there is to torment you with…”
i would only have understood my own fear,
not the quiet light behind your eyes
telling me it was going to be fine
because i had no confidence back then,
and hiding out in the bathroom,
cover up on the toilet,
seat down and ready for business,
that was no way for me to live:
it was never someplace to hide--
even you couldn’t just fly away…
me, i just wanted to, which wasn’t the same thing
as jerking off on the bathroom floor
wishing i was anywhere but here
This poem was written as part of the surprise ekphrastic challenge on birds.
Garth Ferrante is a complete unknown who teaches, writes, and makes games out of challenging his own creativity. He writes because he loves to, because he finds meaning and purpose in it, because if he didn’t, life would be lifeless.
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