Today
I am the one
In the cubicle
Displaying 'Engaged'.
I shall remain silent if
I hear signs of life outside
I shall wait
Until all sounds of shuffling
Splashing water
And blow driers
Ceases
I shall wait
Until footsteps
Have died away
And I hear the outer door closing.
When all is quiet
I shall come out of the cubicle
And wash my hands
And blow dry them in the machine on the wall
I'll hope it's one of the newer fast ones
Preferably a DYSON Blade with violet light
Then I shall leave the premises
Being careful
to use my coat sleeve
In order
to avoid touching the door handle.
And re-enter the world.
