Someone Else’s Towel


I read this to a friend, who in reply said it had a romantic ending; they were either being ironic or totally not listening.

With much thanks to Theblo Wup for the header image.



It’s weird
To walk into a bathroom
After someone’s had
A shower
And find their towel
Wet patches
Here and there
Knowing that somewhere
Along the way
It’s been on
Their bum and bits
And there it is
Just inches from
Touching my skin
But then
I suppose
If prepared to sit
On the same toilet
As them
It’s a bit like
We’ve kissed
Arse to butt
Cheek to cheek


Thanks for reading 🙂

N. P. Ryan

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