Drip, drip
The house pipe is leaking again, my dear.
The cold hard winter is coming.
Drip, drip
leaking precious water,
precious love.
A wounded creature seeking refuge,
seeking a safe place to hide,
away from others.
Needing time to heal, to balm,
life numbing desiccating ravages,
hidden soul abscesses,
open festering hurts,
and water.
Drip, drip
precious water,
on a hot pavement.