Enemy or Enema, It's All Shit to Me
I have fixed water closets
(as we call them)
for thirty years
but this particular piece
was unimpressed,
simply squatted there,
insolent white porcelain
leering
leaking
mocking my deadlines
flushing with a hiss and gurgle
that I swear was saying
Piss on you, Plumber.
from Son of a Poet
© Copyright 1986 and 1999 by Joe Cottonwood
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