Teleology in the Shower

by

Frank Valentyn

Why can’t you let me go, I asked
what do you want of me?

The source trickled on
I felt it wanted to gush
but that somehow I was impeding it

Why can’t it be over for once, I asked
I need the rest!

Two drops coalesced in one
and joined a third, trickling
down the tile, meandering
star-stuff in angling rivulet

What would the world be
without these drops,
the source asked,
are you any less important?

I washed my hair
as ritual ceremony
cosmic in its import
wondering
exactly how I belonged to it

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by: John William McGrath III
from: Mesa, AZ, US

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