cliché
hed pay good money to see the one film one film where someone subtly excuses themselveslike a vampire asks May I use your bathroom
an permission granted they hurry to enterquickly
closing the door behind them inside the concentrated
strain concern goes out of their face
an thats when it is understood their intentionpractised an clandestine is to go through their medicine
cabinet
but either there is no cabinet or
quietlystealthily opening the mirrored cabinet
there is nothing is inside
imagine their expression or their silent sudden gymnastics to find something
comedic yes
defying the norm
hed seen it so often
it was too
convenient
too cliché
now however NUTS! aint a damn thing to be foundnothing
incriminating no fuckin clues revealed
the toilet flushes
hotwater runs into the basin hands
are soaped no
NOTICE sign EMPLOYEES must wash their hands
before returning to work – are they fuckin eidgets?! a handtowel snatched from a convenient hook rubbed
rehung
emerging reentering the room Thank you while deftly hiding the bluster an
confusion in their face
that would be the movie shot in
his house
there was no mirrored cabinet a round woodframed mirror to shave in
left of the basin were narrow shelves
holding his toiletry
there were no medications
on the kitchen counter beside the
fridge he kept his vitamins an supplements on a circular cutglass tray
inside the refrigerator was cod
liver oil black seed oil organic Jumbo eggs
an operative couldnt excuse
themselves to go to the kitchen alone
the only hint theyd find in the
bathroom were rubbers those his girlfriend preferred
rubbers will never be cliché
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