Ode to a Leaky Faucet

July 15, 2013
A single pearl of water
clings desperately to the edge
of the shiny metal spout,
hanging over a porcelain abyss.
It shivers and trembles
as it gradually augments
and loses its grip,
weakly struggling.
It falls,
heart-stoppingly sudden,
a perfect drop for a millisecond,
before it splatters onto the porcelain
and trickles down the drain.

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