Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Spigot



Purple dregs
in last night’s
wine glass

(more or less, in this shape)

       abandoned
on the white rim of the bath.

Splatters of soap
marbling the chrome
of the spigot.

It’s slow,
drip, drip…

On mornings like these it’s as if
you’ve never really
gone away.

4 comments:

  1. wish there was an emoticon for "heart plunged to the core, feeling the ache of this, viscerally, empathically.....wish I didn't know this ache, but I do.......deeply."..... sitting quiet with you in this one Jonathan......

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