It is that, habitually, my nature questions how gum could fall— accidentally or not— from a man's mouth into the urinal, and why tobacco pouches exist at all. The man who cleans the gum and debris from this urine stand has a better attitude than mine.
My Problem | Poem
It is that, habitually, my nature questions how gum could fall— accidentally or not— from a man's mouth into the urinal, and why tobacco pouches exist at all. The man who cleans the gum and debris from this urine stand has a better attitude than mine.