I,
A one timefat green perfumed cake of soap
Spend the rest of my life
As a mere lucent film
Indistinct from your toilet floor
I toiled for you my whole life
Wiped my skin against yours
Wore myself out
With my soul frothing at mouth
I am conversant
With every root of your body hair
I know your body more closely
Than your partner does
I am intimate with its every opening
I know
Every contour and every gap
As back of my hand
Its entire map stored in my memory.
I may not be strong enough
To expel anyone from his caste
I may just be a lowest of low garbage collector
The most neglected of the neglected
I am sitting right here in your bathroom
Pretending to be the floor
Waiting for you to step on me
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