By Wendy Werdan
I didn’t come with a valve,
a device that regulates
the flow,
that lets me know
that I have had enough.
Slowing down,
I pull off the highway
and begin to leak.
Like oil from a motor,
tears run down my face,
which creates a mess
that only
Simple Green,
water,
a wire brush,
and plenty of rags
can clean.
