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Balachandran V

Spider in the Toilet

In the claustrophobic cubicle (the reason none other dare use it) That is my exclusive toilet, At the stroke of midnight We engage in a silent conversation. I sit on the seat, hardly a foot away from her. Twisting myself awkwardly, I strain to focus. in the dim light, her eyes twinkle As the light of the headlamp lights her up. I have known her ( or her ancestors) for long. Very polite, seemingly embarrassed Having to witness my nocturnal Passage of the bowels, she pretends To be busy with cleaning herself up. Observing her through the camera I am reminded of the many lonely nights
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AnsiosoHarry Fainlight

The Question

Strange hand that appears held out towards me asking- "Am I changed so by coming from under this toilet partition wall?"
AnsiosoHarry Fainlight

For the Ghost of Hart Crane

Again, the rustling of a piece of toilet-paper summons you back, bringing you pacing & fidgeting down the long cell-blocks of cubicles, trying the doors or pretending to be looking for a nickel until suddenly, your few seconds up, the automatic flushing system unleashes, discharging you back into your drowning. Hart, stay back there & forget me-- forget this system their pumping refills, this stillness already being baited with fresh rustlings.