in terms of plumbing it's called
a plughole, or a brown bear's
hibernation tactic to lick
some fur after binging on salmon
and wildberries...
  to you i prescribe poetry...
it's what anorexics seem to crave
when they want to get fat
with fictional prose...
             i am prescribing you
   a diet of poetry... to get you all
fat prosaics into shape...
    byway of treating asthma too...
or what's called: letting wine to
be uncorked and pouring it
into an aquarium to whisper a little
about its possible scents enclosed
prior to intoxication...
while disclosing that there was
a goldfish named Bob in the aquarium
while this was going on...
and he said: looking at my fishy lips:
call me... bubblegum.