i was thinking of drinking you goodbye
but to drown my sorrows i will
instead use a car underwater,
where i'll have some time to think,
i hope, on when the scales
glued themselves back to my eyes
or swung to tilt the other way.
no one's going to bother me down here
so don't bother looking.
i need to step back because i keep
trying to talk through the glass
but i'm all alone right now.
i think i hit upon the first step
to recovery but the water's
pouring in too fast. i need
a little more time. can you please
slow down the clock for me? can you please?
1 comment:
i like how it's almost san francisco then NOT
oh, and :'(
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