What happens when you're there?
I’m sinking.
Store bought water wings
Are full of holes.
My cheap tweety bird education
Through public registration
Is slowly clogging the sink drain
Until my backwater is splashing up my throat
And into my face.
A social life
Is worth more than a dime,
Paying for seconds
With a whole lifetime.
I feel claws slicing my brain,
Yet I’m still waiting to feel
That precise moment of intense pain
When blood stains my retinas
And pupils dilate into
Flimsy collidascopes
That just blocks the truth with
Rainbow crystals coated
The color caffeine and screams
That scratch diamonds
In my upper breathing canal
Until the gilded blanket
Matches me per surface area.
Welcome not to death,
Welcome to unfair
And dizzying displays of reverse
Laws of nature,
Make up a world that’s fake and absurd
Until we become a twisted mirror
That’s meant to represent out goals.
We make it in the end,
Though torn up
And the spattered cloth
Left over from the reduction.