Ours

Last night, you left the nozzle on;
the busted one out front?
Sometimes we turn it barely on
and can't quite turn it off.
So I have put a bucket there
right under where it's dripping,
and I will leave another near the gate
that can't quite shut.
Some rust is on it's handle
near the clasp and where we swing it,
some rust that browns the mystery
of water mixed with time.
These clank and drip details
that wrap their way
'round how to get here,
and don't forget the pigeon scratch
and tractor in the yard.