Meticulous droplets fill a dirty tub
held together by a ring of filth,
a matrimonial altar of the unspeakable —
no light for the damned soap king,

who lives or dies by the moon,

swirling down in repetition.




Meticulous, the drops fill a basin

bound by a wedding ring

of filth – naked, here is the bridal bed.

to consummate the tallow king.  Who loves

according to the timetable,

the womanly name for a woman.



Meticulous droplets fill up a tubby
with a ring of siolfor
crows-feet of filth mark it kingly.
No light for the fatty ruler,

who wanes and waxes
on the habits that drain.





Meticulous goes the drippy-droppy,

filling the fat porcelain tummy,

bonding the marriage of filth
and cleanliness — for the doomed soap king,
loves a Mayan goddess,

who falls into the drain of habits.





Drops meticulously fill a basin dirty,

Anno Domino – we are together,

on a second-place throne,

a kingdom over stains,

that ebbs and flows with brushing

all our fears down the drain.





Meticulous tears from Anahita,

fall into a specie-like chalice

offered upon an altar of dirt.

Dies the cult — dies the clean soul.

cast in the shadow of noon

while the milky way falls into an abyss.



Michael T. Smith is an Assistant Professor of English who teaches both writing and film courses.  He has published over 150 pieces (poetry and prose) in over 80 different journals.  He loves to travel.


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