Interstellar Restroom - A Poem

Note: this poem was published in a Writers Monthly, a local San Diego rag, in August of 2003. I am reposting it here.

Interstellar Restroom
8/2003
Jeremy L. Smith

Just a small break was all that I needed
A place to relieve, a place please I pleaded!

The trip had been long, if I wasn’t wrong
We thought it’d be short, but we had to prolong

My back teeth were swimming, my hair needing trimming
But that wasn’t important, cuz my bladder was brimming

I entered the Way, its Milky they say
But, it couldn’t be found, no not today

So traveled I did, all liquid forbid
Past each planet, all bathrooms were hid

Up, up ahead, I saw what was wanted
Yes, yes it was, the place that was hunted

The restroom was new; and it looked green and blue
So I entered the atmosphere and put on my shoes

I opened the door, and jumped to the floor
I ran straight away, straight to the shore

Finally, Finally, I did recite
Finally, yes finally, relief was in sight

When I was finished, my demeanor diminished
The sites I did take in, my needs now nourished

This place wasn’t too bad, no not a bit, no not a tad
For a restroom that is, for a restroom not bad

I decided to leave, my mission achieved
Earth was all right, but maybe a bit deceived

Just a pit stop, just another hop
Earth was place, where we all had to stop