Expect Poem by Alistair Graham

Expect



I walked to the kitchen
tap,
turned it on,
to wet a cloth

I didn't expect
it to be
ice cold
on my hands

The water
was
ice cold
on my hands

Saturday, June 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: experience
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