cht		cht
plop		plop
tok		tok
drip		drip

What is the sound of water
penetrating the crack in the ceiling?
tap 	tap 	tapping into my brain
Chinese water torture disturbing my slumber
eroding my walls	rotting their foundation
un-mended		the opening expands
a growing obsession	an incessant knocking
a flash flood threatening to undermine the ramparts

cht		plop		tok		drip

What is the sound of love
penetrating my soul?

©2016 Kenneth W. Arthur