Dogs 2009

HOT SEAT
(12/22/09)


rushing into
a public restroom
I find it packed
not an appliance free
in which
to conduct
my bodily business

normally
I detest
the crowds
but on a cold
December day
the human heat
if not the smell
was a comfort

stall door opens
I shift around
the departed
close the door
lower my pants
and assume
the position

the warmth
of my fellow man
is only welcome
on a level
far below that
of conversation