Bath time Speculation

Bath time Speculation

I turn on the hot tap with my toe
I puff on my cigarette
And set my book aside
And wonder if
On some far off world
Another being is bathing
At just the same time
And wondering if I am too
Perhaps somehow our mirrored actions
Have brought us together across the light years
This bath time is getting silly
I turn the tap off with my tentacle
And pull the plug
On these idle thoughts