Ten year drip.

Abandoning a holiday trip 

To return and monitor dripping taps for the 

Taxidermist bear, to whom would I be talking too now

Whilst Answering the imaginary phone.

There’s a ten year gap between messages

Since the time when We last exchanged pleasantrys 

and I know your away  and I shouldn’t complain 

but the dripping Has come back 

can you not hear it from the 

Eastern sea.

I dissipate my inappropriate anger by dismantling the tap

Only to find there is no world in side

Just allotment leeks that lead back 

to a white noise tv screen

And a broken bass for the luthier to fix on the list

Of other things to do.