Soup Song

 How I make my soup: I draw water from a tap .
 .
 .


 I am not an artist.
 And the water is not so much 
drawn as allowed to fall, and to capture itself in a pot.


 Perhaps not so much captured, as allowed to gather 
itself from its stream; the way it falls that the drain 
would have it.


 But in this case a normal path interrupted by a pot; 
for which soup is the outcome of all I do .
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