I wish that I could find a void,
a niiiiice nicenice one,
and just jump right in
PLOP
right in

like i'm a deep country boy
with my friends
and the sun
and the swimming hooooole (holehole)

make myself just
stop
for once.
stop
waking up in bed and
stop
having fun with friends and
stop
feeling so guilty for nothing...

but maybe not for nothing,
but i can't remember,
so maybe.

but plates aren't filled with maybes,
and The Pond's not spared for babies,
so it isn't my fault
that i could not recall.
i just
hadn't learned
to
swim.

and only one will come out free
(a reference to my past mistakes)
and which of those ones will be me?
decisions i'm prepared to make.

and will they learn about my mouth
or air
and words
that tie me to the south?

and will they learn of what is due
to compensate
for what we knew?
i can't escape
for something new,
i can't retake
the breaths i drew.

hooooold me close, dear.
please.