Ode to the Public Restroom

by Bertie the Redwood

The white porcelain seats were marred with neglect

Scandalous tales of unfaithful lovers and significant others

As well as pointless opinions of cinematography,

Esteemed published works and sex were scrawled across the walls

Exotic scents permeated the air

A smell that no flower can capture,

No perfume could possibly compare

A smell that is unique to this hazardous world

A whirlpool of earthy color escapes into a maze of pipes