Supreme Ruler of the Bathroom

Supreme Ruler of the Bathroom

The Secret Keeper
Round and usually empty

Treasuring the moments
When one turns your knobs

Slowly you become full
Thinking of the things
That people have hid in you

You make no judgments
Voice no oppositions
Simply take it all
Alleviate us from our pain

The food you never finished
And didn’t want mom to know
The ashes on your fingers
From your secret smoking hole

Lovingly you drain it all away
Hider of secrets
Cleanser of sins

As our lies swirl down the pipes
You wait patiently for more

No trace of trouble on your face

Emily Davis