One of Beebe’s toilets sometimes goes into a funk and just continuously flushes. I was thinking today that it would be sort of cool to pee into that one as a sort of poetic contribution of my own stale efforts into the larger and relentless torrent of society where my own mark quickly fades under the larger forces of the world. Plus, I wouldn’t have to step on the flusher.

Hélas, the seat was predictably saturated and I didn’t care to risk it for a poetic gesture.

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