Little Sounds

Comfortable
and warm
there comes  the
drip drip drip
I hear you
I say
and rise to
go explore
to find the puddle
and the wet
and wonder…
what next?

And wouldn’t it be nice if that pitterpat of drip I heard was melt outside my window instead of the sink… once again leaking.  Damnit.

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