So yeah I get that it's January, but check it - i just found a piece of paper when I was cleaning my house (no small feat these days) that was a draft of a post I was going to write and then my internet went down for the remainder of November (router problem) and then I forgot all about it. It ain't Shakespeare but it's all I've got. It's a poem and I named it Jenny.
Bathwater drains out while I'm still in it
The gurgle the circle the pull and the glug
Tiny strings of gravity play a little tune on me
Tugging my hair and my ears start to chug
The air feels too hard and the tub feels too chilly
Water dissolving and mixing my brain
My back touches bottom, my head follows last
Feet way too cold, all the hot down the drain
I sit and I wait
wait
wait
wait...
I don't remember pulling the plug
Inspired by a Laffy Taffy wrapper: What kind of ship never sinks? Friendship
