After math
This panic is a vessel
I am in it
Oh, I live it
The answer doesn’t vary
So final
So finite
So so scary
Wet water so weary
After birth
Try stand
Can’t yet
No. not. now.
New
I never want to learn
I always want to know
Yeah empty isn’t ugly, no
Look at nothing
How pretty
How empty
How powerful
Empty is everything
Empty opportunity
You fell down.
You’re so lucky to be on the ground
Visceral
Simple
Crowded as convoluted
Only to see
Mortality!
Let’s knock ourselves out
Party somehow
We can wake up like children
We can lick the dirt from our paws
On the way to the waters of the river of wonder
And we can go in
And we can go under
And we can go in
And. we. can. go. under.