stranger thiNgs have happeNed i am suRe of it ::: >>>
i go to the restrooM like i normally do ::: i enter & detect that
i am unencumbered by the company of any other officeworkers ::: i choose
the luxury of the handicap stalL ::: >>>
i sit & get alL comfortable-like ::: you know? ::: a sigh a push
a little adjusting of the asscheek upoN toiletseat ::: >>>
& theN when i have reached a rather relaxed state at that
i look dowN only to detect a random & sparse gathering of sweet
ants ::: you know? the little black oNes ::: >>>
they are mesmerizing
they move along upon their little legs stop & turn a bit
move along summore stop & turn a bit move along summore
stop & turn a bit move along summore move along
a bit futher ::: >>>
each in their own haphazard directions along the bump of the tiles along
the dirt in the tilegrout ::: >>>
such strange little creatures ::: i could crush them ::: >>>
i hear someone enter the men's rooM
it sounds like they are wearing highheels
they talk to each other a bit & then prepare to 'rest'
i hear the unzip of pants the clearing of throats
a phlegmatic pronouncement of the professional businessman &
then a huck spitting into the urinal i suppose [ or so it sounds from
inside the handicap kingdom ] ::: the pissing release ::: another clearing
of throat ::: a midpiss flush & more urine streaming against the porcelain
wall opening ::: i detect a bit of a fart from each highheeled executive
the sweetants continue their search for absolutely nothing
::: roaming about ::: the stop & turn a bit w/ move along summore
deal as afforementioned they are not even disturbed by what must
sound like thunderstorms & flushings of niagra falls ::: corporatecold
whitetiles & restroom falterings ::: >>>
never a bridesmaid always the bride i say ::: >>>
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