Towel Shame Testo

The towel has been thrown.The seed I thought I planted
has seemingly vanished,
or grown deep in the ground,
hidden but growing by the day.
For none to see but for me to pay.
And so I throw it in,
the towel lands near by,
what happens from here on out
I try dearly not to think about.
But I have thrown it in,
nothing there to win,
perhaps it's a shame,
but I do so with a grin.