“Sinking Mountain” – an original poem

Sinking Mountain

Be alarmed, My Love! 
A Mountain has made
residence in our kitchen
sink. It sprung forth out
of our garbage disposal,
arms of stone reaching
high unto the overarching
dripping faucet.

Did the drip-drops feed
this growing Monster, this
festering creature that
threatens the faucets ending
and our weekly buying of
paper plates? O my love!
This Mountain -- with its
plastic peaks and blown -
glass crevices -- could it
have spread its steep silicone
sides elsewhere in our home?

-  J. E. Harms