His kiss was the second serving I was to embarrassed to ask for

Like a pebble on road
Unnoticed by most
Kicked by few
Appreciated by none...

door opened
door shut, then locked
first morning urges
body greets the dawn

toilet seat up
pants unzipped
waste tube carefully aimed
flow turned on

trickling stream
becomes rushed torrent
small splashes
leave no mark

on steep polished porcelain walls
water slowly turning
clear to yellow
light to dark

liquid waste
flushed down the drain
shows signs
of dehydration

advising body
drink more water
restart the cycle
of urination

Pain is better than numbness,
because at least I can feel
my life not just move through it.