I came home
To find my sink was leaking
I had no plans for later
It struck me
That the evening might pass
With no-one but me knowing
About the dripping sound
And the black stain growing on the floor
It struck me again, harder this time
I turned off the kitchen light
I ran
I ran a bath
Later I wished I hadn't
There seemed so much of me to dry
I thought about you
And the two pillows on your bed
And the two corners of your mouth
And the two pillows on your bed
And the two corners of your mout