Confessions on a Restroom Floor

Weird as it may seem, I always look forward
To an opportunity of visiting my restroom
Not only to answer nature’s ineluctable call
But to wassail the short privacy and secrecy
Availed me by none but Artemis* herself

Strange are the things I do and cerebrate
As I ticklishly and relievably counterpoise
On the rim of the majestically white throne
To refreshingly eliminate from my bowels
Spin-offs from the process of digestion

Stupefying are the thoughts and cognitions
That vivaciously gush through my intellect
“Eureka!” my mind involuntarily exclaims
As I discover long-searched-for resolutions
To erstwhile intricate daunting life’s issues

These unacknowledged life’s time-outs
Are always cherished and fully optimised
As I bizarrely sojourn in my restroom
With books, scripts, newspapers and all
That ordinarily don’t get my attention

* Artemis is the Greek goddess of nature

Adewale Ajani
© AMA JANUARY 2006