Capsized in a wilted heap
Together in a mug of loss
Drinking away our sorrows
Until I am You and You are Me

Staring at the epilogue, obsessed with what came before
Dreaming of the prologue
Leaving out the rest

Refusing to live today
Trying your very best
Dressing as well as you can afford
Living a life of self-acknowledged boredom

Falling out a porthole backwards
Splashing in the tub
Glancing out from within
Walking around the lake
Staring at a picture, manufactured and fake

What else have we learnt to do
Craft experiences and swim in *****
Yell at the walls as they cave in on you
Walking this thin geographical line
Time questions what exactly it is we'll do
A question muted by inability