Taking the Plunge

‘Channel’ image courtesy of Pixabay.com

Everyday I plunge my hands in deeper;
deeper into souped-up aluminium bubbles,
and my fingers swim into exhaustion,
sinking onto a bed of potato peel, carrot ends,
soggy-sticky labels, spongy chunks, and
skin cells. Peels, ends, labels, chunks and cells
twirl and skip into plughole descent. But,
only the cells succeed in making their
escape. I fish out the debris and bin it, knowing
that I’m out there. Out in the sewers, swimming
free. Going with the flow.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, January 2019

Inspired by ‘Dear Nainai’ , by Jennifer Tseng.

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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