Sep 10, 2017

How I Spent My Summer Vacation

Backed Up

Rotting away, an eternity
of knowing no way out.
Damned if I do, dammed if I don't--
Damned without a doubt.
The acids flow-- where, I don't know
excepting when they don't.
God, how I hate plumbing
when it's motorcycle time I want.

This has got to be the worst vacation ever. And the plumbing is still backed up.