The bathroom is becoming
the Twenty-First-Century phone booth.
In a Public Park, two bathrooms
where you can drop a deuce in
somewhat of a private state.
Both doors are locked, In use.
I can hear a voice from inside,
someone is talking on their cell.
I knock loudly, forcefully, on the door.
The response: "Busy".
I need to go, I know I can't hold out too much longer.
So I hit the trail to walk across the railroad tracks,
booting-it-up a downtown street...
relief is coming, relief is coming, sweet n sour relief.
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 9:12 AM UTC
The bathroom is becoming
the Twenty-First-Century phone booth.
In a Public Park, two bathrooms
where you can drop a deuce in
somewhat of a private state.
Both doors are locked, In use.
I can hear a voice from inside,
someone is talking on their cell.
I knock loudly, forcefully, on the door.
The response: "Busy".
I need to go, I know I can't hold out too much longer.
So I hit the trail to walk across the railroad tracks,
booting-it-up a downtown street...
relief is coming, relief is coming, sweet n sour relief.
Victoria Park Truro NS
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