Prayer Before the Privy

Where I work, there are a dozen floors below me

and a dozen above, so in your mercy and divine

sense of humor I pray—on behalf of perhaps

a dozen or dozen thousand other people around

the planet who so happened to choose this fateful

minute to ease their pretty little selves—

that you would postpone any shifting of tectonic plates,

that any fire alarm, whether false, real, or a drill,

would not go off until after we have exited the cubicle

relieved, although it won’t be for long.


[July 2014]


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