Plastic doors are much like ear membranes
They last while you last, water not touching.
The shower is effervescent in the bathroom
But the door remains calm and wet to gills.
A handle that does not go down to fingers?
Use it to upside, when the urge in you is quick
And the bathroom is getting ready for a song.
You will need it, man, in the thick of the night
As your bloody system comes to blinding stop
And doors open together to let in cold draught.
