The Man in The Bathroom
I saw a man in the bathroom.
He wasn’t who I was expecting.
His face was lifeless.
His eyes hung in his head
like sinking ships in a lost battle.
He wouldn’t smile at me.
I wonder who he is,
and where he’s going.
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