> I am having an affair
with my boyfriend's bathtub.
When he works late,
I pour bath salts, beads, and bubblebath
all in at once,
so the tub is slippery
and submerge my fleshy body
into the steamy water.
I read, listen to cd's,
talk on the phone
and masturbate in
the scented, bubble-topped water.
I lay in luxury,
pamper myself,
while my boyfriend slaves over disk imaging
in a chilly datacenter,
surrounded by the sounds of fans,
whiring machines.
I think I should feel guilty.