Fixing a Faucet

I have started climbing
For the higher ground
Sea tide rushing in
Yeah, our time is running out
I was wrestling with the faucet
Fixing for a crowd
One that does not listen
And never will
Even my mother
Saw the demon i could be
Without a muzzle
Or a leash to know my place
Stay calm
Be nice, sir
Now cough
To the right, sir
Until i reach the seer
I’ll keep, sea urchin
I’ve looked for that needle
Salted on amber waves, a grin
I will penetrate to your heart
Like liquor through a vein
Just a tiny muscle
The vile thing
But even a muscle
Needs a beat to know its pace
Without a pulse, oh!
It isn’t easily replaced
It’s just common
Advice, sir
Now cough
To the right, sir
Were it you
I bet you’d run for the mop
With your eyes running
Like the water
That will not stop
And until it ceases
We will not
Know