Gurgle
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It’s always too cold at first
Then too hot
Making up your mind is hard
The air is cold
Soon the water’s right
But not for too long
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.
The water doesn’t really stick
It slides away
Away from the cares and fears of the day
Covering a moment, taking away
Everything not wanted here
Away, away down the drain
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.
The mellow gurgle of the drain
The slap slap slap as the water
Falls all at once because
Its stream was interrupted to catch
The cold and the racing thoughts
And carry them all away
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.
Back forth back and forth
Burning to freezing and back again
Making up your mind is hard
A little tune that can’t be heard
Idle thoughts don’t fit
With the music of the water flowing
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.
Soprano, fizzing gurgle as
The water streams down soaking
Sopping hair and down down down
Slap slap slap to the white floor
Then swirling down to the drain
Bubbles popping and swirling along
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.
Soothing and slippery calm
Floating along in the small size
Of a bubble merrily making its way
And dragging behind itself all
That wasn’t pure and clean before
To leave behind peace and warmth
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.
The water ends the drain a moment later
The mirrors and window covered in fog
Ice blue evening and pale gold light
Not rosy like in fall but winter white gold
The kind that says to sit in a blanket indoors
With a hot liquid hug and a well worn book
Gurgle. Gurgle. Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle.