The world is upside down...
again.
A blank white ceiling
borders your home:
a sanctuary of invisible wires.
Bathroom facilities hang below, or above,
instruments used by an alien species.
Water starts to pour from the shower,
filling the air with the noise
like the crashing cascade of the Niagara's;
signalling beginning of a daily ritual.
You sit - motionless - watching from your spot,
on the hand-made couch of strings,
eating popcorn and enjoying the show;
the reincarnation of a peeping tom.

Interesting take on the creepy crawlers




