The Millipede

The millipede vanished from my toilet
Uninvited it had come
its camouflage all redundant
Conspicuous it was
on the yellowing white tiles of my toilet
Curled up sometimes
Straightened and scared
roaming with its million legs
aimless for a casual observer
diligent it was
in its peregrinations
it must have reached its destination
unbeknownst to me
what brought it here
what sent it forth
mysteries beyond my yellowing mind
like the tiles of my toilet
Was it only a thought in the ephemeral recesses of my mind?