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turd coated razor wire of daily living

The toilet in my cabin is odd.

It has a pump and a grinder.

It’s like having a garburator that grinds and pumps poo.

I replace the bowl of the toilet recently.

Behind the toilet there are a series of pipes.

The pipes have clamps on them.

The clamps are sharp and threatening.

There’s not a lot of room to maneuver to clean these components.

Sick your and in there and it would likely get cut, cut by a sharp and dirty clamp.

Ah yes,

After thirteen summers of use, these clamps and pipes have grown filthy.

Even with the bowl removed, I’m not cleaning back there.

Fresh wounds and fecal matter are not things I like to bring together.

Instead, I’ll live with the fact that I have dirty pipes that I can see and perhaps even smell.

We all have dirty pipes within ourselves - aspects of who we are that are essential to how we function that others might want to ‘clean up’.

Be careful though, stick your hand in where others have their dirty pipes and you might get cut by something really nasty.

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