room 100

in the dark

i make the third trip to the loo,

once known

as room 100 by a french

woman i once knew.

the radical

life change

of eating has put my

kidneys

into over drive.

how much liquid can there

be in there

on such little food.

and not just a trickle

but a stream

not unlike a racehorse at

the starting gate,

the gate being my bed

and pillow,

somewhere across the room.