Toilet Catastrophe

By Kalpana Manimohan

To whom it may concern,

(Particularly the creatures I helped create)

Gentle reminder, not a spurn

In my sanctuary, my time in the shower

It’s regarded as my sacrosanct hour

I could be meditating or trying levitating

Venerating or even thinking of relegating

Going to Vienna on a broomstick

Or perhaps trying on a new lipstick

Soaking under running hot water

Easing the aches like nothing else matter

I might be just sitting and staring

Dreaming of a dragon that I’m riding

Dancing maybe to Backstreet Boys

Practicing my ballet poise

Whatever I may or may not be doing

It’s not the time for you to start yelling

Asking to eat a sweet or an ice cream

Watch TV, need stationery or any other thing

Seriously,

The broom-riding witch on a trip

to meet Leprechaun on a mountain tip

By Kalpana Manimohan