FLUSHING THRONE
once,
talk of parties, of intake
(both liquids and bodies)
gelling glands
and which drugs were used
the night before.
And not just on pumped up nights
but average Autumn evenings
- surely the dreariest month
if honest.
Now,
talk of clothes dryers, painting shelves
books read and parental moods.
Domesticity meets elasticity
from bathrooms to play-pens
lovers to another
city to rural rule.
The monarch of which, sits
on a throne
that flushes.
© Clinton Gorst
