so you're disappointed that you're disappointed and maybe that's to be expected some folks make beds out of their catharsis differently than others it's this list of things you lost in the fire or how jealous you are of people who never came back up for air you're crying so the faucets leak out of solidarity & someone asks you why the floor is wet so you tell them "we've been weeping here forever" then they want to give you a mouth full of presupposition by saying "are you going down with the ship?" & you look them in the mouth like Leo is handcuffed to a pipe five decks down you look at them like you just woke up from that dream everyone has where all their teeth fall out maybe it's an intervention a hearse vs station wagon origin story a clearance sale & everything's gotta go or maybe it's the dream where you're at the docks from your childhood and there's a little girl unmooring all the ships because she thinks they'll float away but every time she unties them they just sink
He stands on the edge, Looking at the world in front of him. He takes a deep breath And slowly, he steps off. He's falling to the world below. Falling Falling Falling ......... He gently touches the ground. He looks up, And feels the rush run through his body. He closes his eyes and let's the fresh air touch his face, And it's where he wants to be.
I don't know. Just something I wrote this morning. It's rough and needs work. Just felt like sharing.