A Poor Disguise
The sign said:
I’m not a working sink.
Please don’t use me!
It wasn’t a very clever disguise,
for it looked like a sink,
complete with a countertop,
missing only the pipes
hooking it up to the water line
and drain pipes.
It wasn’t like it had been
put out of commission
and wanted to sit there and relax
its remaining days on earth.
If it wanted to be a working sink,
it could have asked a plumber
to give it working pipes,
but in the meantime,
it would be best if it put on a better disguise
so no one dumped their drink in its face,
though maybe not one resembling a toilet.
Duane Anderson currently lives in La Vista, Nebraska. He has had poems published in Fine Lines, Cholla Needles, and several other publications. He is the author of On the Corner of Walk and Don’t Walk, Conquer the Mountains, Family Portraits, and The Life of an Ordinary Man, and In the Eyes Of.
You can see more of Duane's work in 13.4 and 13.1 and 11.2