A mountain.
Its growing by the minute.
Bigger and bigger still.
Increasing in magnitude.
Plates and cups and cutlery.
Saucepans and a lonely wok.
An avalanche brewing in a secluded space.
River flows over the kitchen sink.
Daughter needs to wash up,
at least that's what I think.
Sink is overflowing.
One almighty crash.
Lots of broken china.
Surrounds the base of never rest.
Another excuse to avoid it.
Hey presto.
The daughter is gone in a flash.
(C) Livvi
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 3:52 PM UTC
A mountain.
Its growing by the minute.
Bigger and bigger still.
Increasing in magnitude.
Plates and cups and cutlery.
Saucepans and a lonely wok.
An avalanche brewing in a secluded space.
River flows over the kitchen sink.
Daughter needs to wash up,
at least that's what I think.
Sink is overflowing.
One almighty crash.
Lots of broken china.
Surrounds the base of never rest.
Another excuse to avoid it.
Hey presto.
The daughter is gone in a flash.
(C) Livvi
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