Our Clean Restroom Promise
What if we could just
Eliminate the dictate
To eliminate.
How strange then would seem
All those white mouths fastened to
Walls, bolted to floors:
Gaping, pale vessels
Born to collect and direct
Visceral run-off,
An embarrassment
Of common necessity.
Yet like anything
Common to us all
(Thus obscure to us all), the
Halls of excrement
Go without notice.
Anyway, I’m tryna say:
If this one needs notice, please
Contact the store manager.
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Your ending is very fun, well done lol!
Haha! Thank you! I admit I giggled a lot thinking of some gas station worker writing this on the restroom door sign haha. It was fun to write! 🙂