this lopsided goop
that slops on its walls

pinching words that don’t mean much at all
kick
crawl
bawl
and drawl the words over your head
clinging on to yesterday’s tread

tipping on my toes
we all know I’m not alone yet
but when will it be?
that one day I’ll lose all completely

arched back
hitched breath
rolling eyes
and nothing yet.