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