Monday, July 21, 2008

Drip, Drip, Drip

Drip drip drip,
Illusive satiate,
Each beat at brim that overflows,
If not to page where does it go?

Drip drip drip,
Always bothered by the drum,
Curse concious not forgetting,
'Tis delusion or the sun?

Drip drip drip,
What if the flow runs dry?
Without a paper saucer,
Spilled drops of why.

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