The Chronic Drip, Drip, Drip Can you see it, In my arm? The wires inserted. With a constant, aggressive, drip, drip, drip. But no you can’t see! It’s invisible to all, But me. It’s repetitive, Noisy chronic tones, With its drip, drip, drip. It’s running deep, Within my veins. On the outside, I appear…