Poem -

Bath

Water dribbles
Slivers, sneakily, seductively
And drips
So loudly 
The empty echos 
like a hollow heartbeat.

I’m here because I’m lost 
in a suddy mess.

Is this meant to give me guidance?
mystical answers, musical eyes
a heart that’s fuller than my own?

i don’t know
but all I feel 
is water that wishes it was warm
and all I hear
is it:
drip
drip
drip.