from Center, Universe, That's It

Rushing water shouldn't sound that way, like ten industrial strength fans pushing out all the air. You know, it only takes about ten seconds for the world--as you know it--to come to an end, and a completely different one to begin. I had the shower blasting away my dead skin cells when it happened. The dawning of a new era--or a new eros, and a first era as far as I was concerned--as I found myself washing the bar of soap. Don't ask me why, I just was. Suddenly, why didn't exist. The way it was was the way it was. Soap needed to be cleaned, and it had to be done in that moment, and, of a sudden, I found myself in compliance with that simple truth.