When thoughts form poetry: toilet flush

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

toilet flush

words that meant a lot to me seem so little now drowning in my toilet bowl I, about to flush as he says no and yes and all the right things that sound so wrong dangling there on his lips trying to find their place slippery sliding and I'm tired of catching strands of uncollected thought to gather in... Sign in to see full entry.

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