an oasis of drip
leaking faucet
you are only drips of water
but your sound flows
with drumming consistency
that floods my mind
with your incessant rhythm
until I am gasping for air
in this deep storm-sea
of your monotony
drip drip drip drip
why can't someone fix these leaks
they are wasting water
and slowly killing brain cells
emitting a drone of repetition
that smothers the lightest of thought
drip drip drip drip
somewhere in a foreign desert
a man dreams of this dripping faucet
and I dream of the means and the magic
to send it there
an oasis of drip among the date palms
camels crossing arid miles
for one sweet taste
of its drip drip drip drip
