Radiant

The cold tap runs hot before it runs cold

The water is old it sits in the pipe

                                                                Next to the hot one

Absorbing the heat

We should be grateful

And plunge in our hands

Absorbing the heat

That sat in the pipe

Next to the hot one

Before it turns cold

The heat is a gift

Or rather a trade

A bargaining made

Between two waters

Each water rich with

What the other wants

I

AM

NOT

COLD

NOW

I

AM

NOT

COLD

NOW

I

AM

NOT

COLD

NOW