Soda pop – October 2024

I heard it all at the countertop:
a rubbery mix,
the pangs of soda water unspriz'd,
the clank
      and clank
            and clank.
Flat taps:
   a rhythm to suscitate
all those syrupy drips unsipped.
Only fizzled-out sparks emit.
Better seal it up quick.
Lick
   it
      and
         spit.
Bottle it all up,
and crank
      and crank
            and crank
the nozzle shut.