And it flows and it flows...
The mouth imperceptibly protruding
Opening nowhere and yet everywhere.
The streams overflow
And splash and crash
Dropping ambitiously and generously on the next onlooker's skin.
Beads of droplets and mildew staining
What appears to be the unidentifiable layer
Not to be touched
Not to be dared
Epidermis and all.
What waters creak from this fountain?
Elusive and caring
The grays, the marbles, the silhouettes
Gaunt and disturbed
Shall be quenched
By the Everlasting Thirst.