Sliding through this life
Just like a wedding ring
Lost in bathroom pipes
Swimming in another world
In dungeons of distress
I reach for nuts and bolts
To crank the toilet open
Beyond her stinking shit
Beyond the smell of treachery
I’m here to find a lie
Soaked in monogamy
A faucet with no water
A bathtub with no pressure
A sink forever clogged
Until another man is called
To do the trick
I’m here on my own terms
I follow pipes wherever they may lead
Closet augers, a basin wrench and snakes
My life just like a public toilet seat
To every ass in town
That thinks they know me and so judge
But let me say this now
I make the water run
And in so doing
Bring life to every corner of this world
A knight in shining armor
Against the callous crumbs of yesterday
I need to find this ring
Or else it’s surely over
In pipes and toilet seats
So much truth
A marriage lost
In the shit
Flushed down the gutters
Without a tool in sight
Only a feeble plunger
That sticks to our behinds
A marking of our failure
A testament to our lies
The punch line clear
Or so I realize
When marriage down the shitter goes
A plumber can’t advise!
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Character: 61/100
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