Bail by John Tustin

The water streaming in from a million little holes
And swirling around my white and increasingly frail

I look for you
To help me bail

And I call your name

And the water spurts in
In otherwise silence

To my knobby white knees

As I watch it rise
And I bail

Calling your name

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About the Poet:

John Tustin’s poetry has appeared in many disparate literary journals since 2009. contains links to his published poetry online.

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