Falsely Alarmed
A simpleton mewls.
Streams of martyrdom
sate white porcelain.
Sins and suffering
hover like pumice.
Pruned fingertips
scratch metallic
drain passages
seeking escape.
Dread subsides
as bubbles
vanish and
whimpers
simply
laugh.
Copyright © John Heck | Year Posted 2010
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