Bath Plug Coffee Pot Poem by Simon Lawson
Bath Plug Coffee Pot
Drain my mind
wont you?
With it the light
water will rush out,
and hopefully the dregs
of my mind;
the dark, shapeless things,
may slide away.
Empty will my mind be.
But clear,
like a glass dome.
standing in the centre,
you can reach out.
With both arms extended,
and brush your fingers along
the cold glass.
Pull the plug,
before the water saturates,
and the dregs are hard to drain.
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