blocked drain

a palatable disintegration
it ticks the right boxes
the squirm of despicable character
the crumbling face
and the excuses trot out
we find the rot out
lies like bucketed water honeying in the sun
unfit to drink
there’s a stink
something drains
and what remains
is a bad idea

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