After watching Jaws as a child,
did you ever imagine
a shark to somehow pull up
from underneath the bathtub,
tearing through the porcelain
and your delicate flesh,
the water flashing with red
as you wrestled with the cold tap
desperately trying to wrench
your big toe unstuck?
I did and yet still
I always plugged that toe in there
between the cool metal
watching the rubber duck float
ambiguously between pools of bubble bath.
I jammed that toe in as far as I could
and I just waited for disaster to hit.
I guess life is a little like that,
sometimes taking a risk
and then preparing for the worst.