Fell into

Shore

You fell into me

Parched

Water

Mosely Wotta

Fella

Fell her

Little sapling

Sisters

You always shit on the downtown

Nothing was ever good enough

Even the hole you stole

Bored empty drowning

Wet

Bet on you

Bed her down

There is no current

In a lake

I got too tired

Of fighting waves

Lashed the paddle

Unleashed

Untethered

Gave up on

Who?

And instead

Surrendered

Landing somewhere

With a few windowless walls

Don’t look into me

What else is new

If I had more

Of all those things we pretend not to need

Care

We’d happen to it

Instead of this other way around

Drag me in circles

Till under

As above

So below

The soggy

Groggy

Bottomless

Vastly infinite

Ground~

In other news I bought a house in need of rugs and everything on my vision board that I can afford in a few more (years of?) paychecks. This silly little existence. Not even sure I wonder anymore. Lead the way mister man. It’s always been your world. x