Mouse in the toilet,
drowned in the night.
I ponder, how long
It managed to keep swimming?

I ponder how long
I could've kept swimming.

Maybe three...
Four hours?
The porcelain walls
Slick as ice.

I ponder the precarious
Balance between
Exhaustion,
And death.

Cramping legs and arms,
Needing a quick break,
Breathing water,
A black tunnel.

Was I an hour too late,
Or just a few minutes?
Had I not hit snooze,
Would the mouse still
Have been swimming?

Treading the balance?

Would it have feared me?

Would I have even saved it,

Or ****** on it?

Would it have saved me?


I need to ****.