The Millennium Bath

 

A bath I am to have today,

The ‘after death’ ritual

for the mortals left behind;

The old millennium will die today.

 

The certainty of its death,

And the certainty of timing as well!

I want to be certain myself;

Wash I will, the mortal remains.

 

The remains of the millennium last,

Quantified efforts to measure eternity,

A part of me will also die today,

Fragmented death to live fully another day.

 

Die with the millennium,

A thousand years old man,

Wash I will myself,

Midnight is the hour to depart.

 

We will go hand in hand,

The remains will be left behind—

All washed out and infants;

Millennium new, and the new man.

 

That is why I will bathe

for the new man, millennium new,

We know, the new may loath the old;

Two thousand-year-olds.

 

Try I will to oblate the sins,

And all the sewage and garbage,

Layered which over both of us,

I will bathe for both today.