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Monday, November 11, 2013
Spilling my Soul
Category: Poetry/LyricsI mopped up a spill
Today
I rolled out some length of toilet paper
And watched
As the moisture seeped in
As the floor seeped out
As the very essence of my core
Bled
Onto little squares of “Triple Ply Softness Guaranteed!”
Watching, hunched up before the ivory bowl,
Trying to make sense of the amount of gold
The
D
R
O
P
L
E
T
S
Moving across the thin layer
The torching paper
My soul…
Flushed.