The top of the dish soap bottle drips unused suds, like melting wax down the side of a tall candle placed beside a grand piano at a salon soirée, the sink an instrument for performance every evening after dinner.
Poems by Jason M. Harlow
The top of the dish soap bottle drips unused suds, like melting wax down the side of a tall candle placed beside a grand piano at a salon soirée, the sink an instrument for performance every evening after dinner.
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