Thought I'd post again. I was once studying the sink in my bathroom and wrote this. The artistic philosophy I took when writing this was trying to capture the sound of sink. I'm a bad poet. I hope you enjoy it anyway.
a faucet leak
in thinking sink
drip after drip
after
drip drip
Love,
Jozi
...with Jane Austin and the Bronte sisters.
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