A normal day

Walking along a gasp of wind blew dust, blinded by the obscene, I swore and cussed, walking up a hilly road, without much luck, I recall a manhole ahead broken by the dustbin truck, proud upright smelly men with their pungent trash the thought occurs, ‘they should be paid more cash’, I struggled on up the unpleasant hill, with sight of a mole, stumbling upon this unknown hole, could be a crazy individual looking for coal, hitting my head I fell forlong into an eight foot chamber, not seeing the danger, waking some hours later, wet from the soiling of a sewerage stream, noticing blood drip from my eye, I gave a little sigh; ‘what mess had I gotten into this time’ if it wasn’t ridiculous it would be sublime, feeling a little sad, thinking; ‘being a dustbin worker doesn’t seem that bad’ I struggled to my feet, what a memory to keep, reaching for my phone only to realise the battery had gone, I shouted for some help, I screamed for a passer by, but who would walk up that silly hill when they sensibly drive, besides it was getting late at perhaps nine o’clock at night, well, there was nothing for it but the pipe ahead right, climbing through getting even more wet, I wondered if the long narrow road to paradise would be as rough as this as my trousered knees ripped?, feeling humbled with the bliss, I longed to get home to the people I missed, ahead lay the sight of a pool of browny yellow piss yet the sight of a ladder on the other side could not be missed, so I swam for dear life with thoughts of my wife, at last I could climb to get out of this strife, to dream of a nice shower and get on with my life, when at last reached I struggled on up, there was an opening; oh what luck!, I stood up tall in the road and punched the air, even though I was covered in muck, I now write this from my hospital bed, ‘so blessed that I’m not dead,  ‘what happened”? I said to the Doc, he replied wryly without a bedside touch “surely you remember you daft old duck, you were standing in the middle of the road, said the driver of the Dustbin Truck!”.