Can Inanimate Objects Think? Poem by Sidi Mahtrow

How else do you explain
What happens to man (and woman) ?

You see, in my taking a leisurely shower
In the morn after work for many an hour
Seeking to remove bits of grime and sweat
That gave an aura to those nearby let.

Perhaps a bit longer than necessary I agree
But then what? The hot turns to cold by degree
Standing there wet, from bottom to top
Discovering only cold that would not stop.

Dripping wet I emerged and did wonder
How can it be that there is no hot in the shower.
Turned on the faucet in the bathroom basin
And was greeted by hot water flowing in.

So, back into the shower, I returned
(still wet from the previous turn)
On with the rotating device
And hot water - How nice!

But just as I stepped in to return to my pleasure
Off went the hot and cold returned in full measure.
The last traces of soap quickly removed
In the cold water I endured.

For a final act, back to the basin for a test
To remove the hairs from my chin at last.
Was greeted once again by a mighty flow
Of hot water, the God's of device did bestow.

Answer as you will
But I am convinced still
That somewhere in this inanimate world
Is a demon that rules the water world.

Such it is with hot water "On Demand."
Hot water by whose command?

sidi