Misbehavior

The medicine cabinet reeks
Of sanitation
I stare
At the bottles
Lined up
In neat rows
Like a classroom
Of students
The bathroom is quiet
Except
For the steady drip
Of water
From the sink
Like water torture
But my head is dry
And my hands are free
To reach up
And disturb the class
That screams
At me
With warning labels
That I ignore

Copyright © 2002 Colleen Fischer | Last updated October 7, 2002