As I stood with one foot on the bath mat and the other on the cool smooth tile, the warm yellow piss made it's graceful arc. I glance at the waste basket that is wedged between the tub and the toilet and notice a piece of used, wadded tissue paper that resembles a lizard for just a moment before it's recognized for what it really is. The yellow arc dwindles to a dribble. I shake and milk the last drops out and go about my day.
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