My Bucket of Water

You poured in your self
deprecation (I'll never be
anything but a mechanic), stirred
in the family abuse (He's
a loser wearing silver chains), dropped
in your low income wage (I can't
afford the Ford 100) and topped it
off with past history (I'd push
my previous girlfriends to break
up with me so I didn't have to).
Setting it down with an adorable
shrug, you asked You want it?

I picked up that bucket without hesitation
used the water
for a shower and nearly froze
trying to dry off.