It's Still Life

I Dreamt That I Woke on the Bottom of the Ocean

I love the sound of
rushing water, whether
it’s in rivers,
or over rocks.
Noisy and giggling
as a burlesque show.
Uncharted, free and
evergreen cold.
But I have no such
ear or affection
for that sound when
its tune comes
from my refrigerator.

written for dVerse Quadrille #27 “Giggling”