Imagine: cool water
Incessantly pouring down
A creek in its utter limpidness…
And into a parched esophagus
Descending to a heart
Long restless… to wash away
The tangles of old trash
In a cascade sinuous
Instead of a humdrum
Beating and pulsing sound
One hears a stirring swill
Of a flowing water swirling
Flushing away the sod
Out into the excretory system
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