When i wipe
i think of you
everything you said
we'd some day do
previous to this
i sat in strain
something so simple
can be such a pain
i reach for the handle
and prepare to flush
again thoughts return
you were a rush
the water flows
round and round
i listen to the gurgle
love that sound
all that remained
is sucked down the pipe
and i smile
each time i wipe.
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day four of Zoloft induced humor
