Annie Lander Poet Blank verse

I urinate in the cup

I pee in the cup.
As you get older, it’s inevitable that your body will start to let you down. Sometimes, it's nice to have a family member visit or spend time with your children. However, when you're living in a small apartment with only one bathroom, you really have to rethink the idea of having visitors over.
When nature calls, there's simply no delaying the urge. You rush to the bathroom, only to stop short as you knock on the door, anticipation building. From within, a voice responds, "I am in here." The realization hits you like a cold splash of water—someone is occupying the very sanctuary you desperately need. Ouch! It’s that sinking feeling of frustration and urgency colliding, leaving you longing for relief.
At times, I hesitate about long-haul flights, particularly when traveling to my homeland, to avoid potential embarrassment.
I remember that awkward morning when I really needed to go, but someone was in the bathroom for more than an hour. I felt a kind of pain I had never experienced before. After a while, I heard them say they would be out in a few minutes. 

As I looked at my cup of water, I realized I couldn't wait any longer. I ended up peeing in the cup. I felt bad that my body wasn’t cooperating, but I just wanted that person to hurry up and leave..

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