Faucet

darling can you hear the faucet calling
can the dishes stop your falling
honey, dear, the game is on
your eyes are blank your head is gone

if we touch we will flinch
we dry heave as we sin
it's just for show
we act appalled
at what we know
thinking,
"oh my love,
I'll miss you so"

our finger nails worn from the tapping
can you bear the endless waiting
for promotion and vacation
for the moments of sensation

springs gave way to sinks
talk gave way to think
rise gave way to fall
everything became nothing at all

you need everything pristine
if there's a break I'll make it clean
how simply things fall apart
a final finish for your start

if we touch we will flinch
better to just finish it
we both know
what's truly best
so we'll both go
thinking,
"oh my love
I'll miss you so"

darling you've got a lot to wash
and the dishes have no games to watch
honey, dear, the t.v. is on
don't you worry about being gone