THE PIN

The pin was resting near the faucet
ready to meet my scarf.
Suddenly it swirled down
and hit the bottom of the sink,
in less than a moment or so,
fell into the hole,
once and for all,
and vanished.

Don't you think you are safer.
The poor pin never knew its fate.
The tide turned,
pulverized its innocent plans
of clinging on a piece of silk
and ridiculously took it away.