050511g Tubes In Your Walls Poem by Manonton Dalan
050511g Tubes In Your Walls
clatter of metal pipes waiting
for burly men to piece together
there were sounds of drops
echoing to painted steel walls
hurried steps heard up above
voices of girls going downstairs
pipes run free through walls
to bathrooms; to kitchen too
beneath those colorful tiles
to carry water of your desire
warm or cold will be delivered
smoothly to your thirsty skin
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