Toilet Break

Hiding on a toilet;
Family dinners
Are difficult to digest.

Feel they're waiting
Loitering the other side of wooden panels,
Peeking through gaps
Watching my shadow
Unfold it's hands from my face.

Most comfortable room
In their home.
Exhaled air
Pulsates off my chest.
Running water
Masks my snivelling.

Flushing toilet marks
Time to re-emerge
As if a diver in an ocean
I push through
Family dinner resumed.