Owl in the Bathroom
sir, 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 Garth Ferrante 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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