Wholitude

No greater pleasure

than surplus

of a fine resource--

excess hot water

for my steaming bath

so I can open

a window onto winter

and feel the luscious blast

on soaking soapy skin--

ah, what a wonderful

thing it is to waste

too much of anything

skimming it off,

slopping it over,

giving it grandly away--

better, when it goes

that it's just all gone,

the whole shebang.