Dish Water Poem by Matthew Holloway

Dish Water



The colour of dish water
Is like my soul
The filth taken from life
Leaving all that's beautiful
Better off post me
Like I'm the rinse aid
For all that's wrong
Still, still I leave stains
Perhaps we all need a better
Washer

Friday, June 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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