Wash the blood from your hands after a hard day’s work

Don’t forget to scrub those fingernails

Rid yourself of the filth, and the grit

Standing alone, watching in silence, as it dribbles down…


                                                                                               down, the drain…

Clockwise spiral, into the depths of the void

Where does it all go?




Another day spiraling clockwise down…


                         Down the drain… never to be seen again

Lost to the under city of pipe-land

Filtered…cleaned, reused, again, and again…

Wash the blood away…


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