
She got up and asked,
Mind if I use your bathroom?
and I replied,
Absolutely.
After a few minutes
I was lulled back to sleep
by the sound of her
running the tub’s tap.
I awoke to an empty bed,
the water still running,
the clock clearly showed
that most of the night had passed.
I swung myself off the bed,
my feet sinking into soaked carpet.
I rapped on the bathroom door.
Chloe? Chloe!
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
