match anthropomorphized

i took a late shit in the early am, one of those stinko dark black evacuations. a skunk turd emanating repulsive sulfurous fumes. i struck a cheerful match to suck up the stench, flush and uh oh, not good, not good enough. another match, a flame burst and ate up the slimy oily air and as i dropped the dead match into the toilet i noticed that it was too too heavy to float. it sank to the edge of the hole, to the precipice. it looked lonely as if it knew it was on it's way out. like Orpheus i looked down when i shouldn't have and i saw it, the match as Euridice, she can't return because i've seen her and she'll turn to stone with no trip back to Paradise. my match ='d Euridice and looked sad, like the friend i was talking to the other night who saw no way out of his dilemma.