All Tapped Out (poem)
Exposed Pipes and Tap
The wind is whistling through the rafters
It's minus one below
Exposed pipes and tap
Dark to light affirmations
Trees are bending their boughs
The chill moves through the room
like a ghost
Paint it black
I am dreaming of the two taps
One high up, black, exposed to light
The other below, brass type
of no apparent purpose
Both don't work! ~psp
dr. π (pi)
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The wind is whistling through the rafters
It's minus one below
Exposed pipes and tap
Dark to light affirmations
Trees are bending their boughs
The chill moves through the room
like a ghost
Paint it black
I am dreaming of the two taps
One high up, black, exposed to light
The other below, brass type
of no apparent purpose
Both don't work! ~psp
dr. π (pi)
.