Drip
Joe Pickles
(Rugby)
Drip.
Silent till it hits the bowl
Drip.
A see-through form from a metal mouth.
Drip.
Another dash of this precious life-line wasted.
Drip.
More droplets storm the nearby window.
Drip.
Racing down the window.
Drip.
Another flowing entity vanishes down the dark hole.
Drip.
Far off a gush of this fluid starts.
Drip.
Far off, the sound is muted with a twist of the wrist.
Drip.
Slowly the hammering on the
window wanes.
Drip.
Alone with the silence.
Drip.
No one can hear.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.