I lay on the counter, and sit by your side.
I count your blinks. You're my everything.
You wash me down, like your favourite drink.
Then you spit me in the sink.
There I am. There you hide.
I remain a fraction of your pride.
Pouring inwards, out the sides.
YOU ARE READING
Our Monosphere
Poetrymy own original writings and thoughts that have reached the point of no return -------------------------------------- please read, vote if you like, and comment. any feedback and constructive criticism would be nice ------------------- please no c...
